Not the Best Homecomeing

The cruise was fantastic and I met a lot of very nice people, hello to any who may read this.

On arriving I was met with the news that my Mum had died the day before. She was 90 so not totally unexpected but still a shock.

She had an operation last Tuesday and was sent home two days later, as she lived in a care home it sounds as if she was being pampered by the staff as they were very fond of her. Unfortunately she had to go back into the hospital where she died.

The hospital in question is one of the ones that have been getting a bit of a slating so it now seems an autopsy is needed. That is because her operation was so close to her death.

Now it’s a waiting game to find out what is happening.

I am trying not to get stressed and allow Parky a way in but let’s put it this way it’s after four in the evening and I haven’t got dressed yet, what a slob?

I still have a lot of washing to do and things to put away but as I am a bit on the stiff side I may just go for a long soak in the bath, well at least I would smell a little sweeter.

Life on Board

I am laid on a lounger in the sun its a great way to spend your life. No worrying about what you want to eat as the variety is mouth watering.
I said I would try and leave Parky at home, no chance, I now know that alcohol is a definite NO NO, I have spent the first few days in Parky's grasp and you know how I hate that.
I am half way through the holiday and have just managed to stop Parky from making me stiff, don't get me wrong I am enjoying my self BUT it would be wonderful not to always have to play by Parky's rules
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I am going cruising

I know I’m a little bit premature but I have started packing my case ready to go on a cruise, the bungalow has had  dresses all over the place and I have bored my friends by constantly asking will this dress be ok and do you think this one suites me?

We booked nearly a year ago and have been hoping for an upgrade, we have had one we are now more central on the boat but still have an inside cabin, as we go next Monday I don’t hold out much hope of an outside cabin, all we can do is keep our fingers crossed.

The idea of waking up somewhere different every day without having to pack and unpack seems an ideal way of getting about.

My camera is ready to go there should be many photo opportunities’ over the two weeks my friend and I are away.

The friend is the one that I was sharing with when I got stuck in the clay while holidaying on the Isle of White, the day I had to ring 999 to get myself rescued.

I expect I will be watched to make sure I don’t get myself into a similar situation. The thing is after all the years of not letting anyone help me I am finding that I am not so bolshie and give in gracefully I know she cares enough to look out for me even if at times I do some really daft things.

Parky pills are sorted don’t want him to spoil anything. He has been quite good, in fact when I had a very bad case of upset tummy which lasted three days and saw me sleeping most of the time, I was amazed at how little he interfered especially as taking pills was a bit hit and miss.

Is there any chance that I can leave him behind, it sure would be nice?