I mentioned in my last blog the fact we were supposed to be at a wedding today, my brother's stepdaughter.
My mum nearly wasn't with us at all on Tuesday/ Wednesday, but miraculously we made the church on time......just.
Her potassium levels were to low, so last night she had a drip with potassium in it. She had a blood test this morning to see if it was within normal limits, and if so we could go the church.
The wedding was at one o'clock, at twelve, we were still awaiting blood results. She had a bath and one of the nurses kindly did her hair, so we just had to wait.
Eventually, they came back within range, so I helped her throw some clothes on, sort out a portable oxygen cylinder and mask and off we went.
I think her wheelchair had flames coming off it, and I'm sure I was speeding, but we did it with five minutes to spare.
It was a lovely service, and the bride was stunning, so beautiful. She gave my mum a kiss and was really chuffed we made it. It's a shame we couldn't have gone to the hotel for the full 'do' as was planned, but I'm so glad she made the actual wedding, it made her week.
Took her back to hospital, and she is absolutely worn out, and very sore.
When she fell, it turns out she has broken several ribs, she is black and blue.
I am knackered, pyjamas on, brew and chocolate biccies