Dither & Wait

I called the GP again today because I was quite alarmed about a few things with Dad. She came out promptly, called for an ambulance and sent a request for him to be admitted straight away.

9hrs later the ambulance arrived, the two ambulance-people on it clearly leaving a lot of their bedside manners somewhere else.

He’s under there, dithering in his sleep. I had to reluctantly leave him at 2am when he was transferred to a different ambulance to inevitably wait for however-much longer…