Maybe it’s a new family tradition that I have not been told of by the family. It’s a birthday a&e trip. 2 weeks ago my Mum and on my birthday hubby had to admit he needed to be seen. He let me sleep first as he knew the all nighter with my Mum wiped me out. So 730am on a Sunday morning here we are.
I think he has cracked ribs and we know can’t do much but his ribs keep popping and breathing getting worse.
Can’t wait for Costa to open I need caffeine 🤪