Fridaynight my grandmother had been taken to hospital for a combination of respiratory and circulatory-problems. Saturdaymorning my mom and I went to see her. While we were visiting we helped to move Gran from intensive care to the 'regular' cardiology ward. She still had problems breathing but despite the lack of air, she was chatty as ever. Outside the ICU the hospital has scheduled visiting hours and one of the nurses very subtly handed us a brochure to let us know we had to leave. We were allowed back in the afternoon. After providing Gran with comfy clothes and food plus drinks within reach, we said goodbye. Since Gran had been in awe of us driving all the way just to see her ("this silly old woman") we promised her we'd go to Ikea, just so she wouldn't feel guilty about us making the long trip out to the east.
I bought a huge bookcase Expedit and we had dinner in the Ikea-restaurant (I recommend the Swedish meatballs).
Later that eveningwe my mom managed to carry the bookcase up the stairs to my apartment and the damn box tried to crush her. That scared the hell out of me.
But everybody survived, so all is well for now.
I bought a huge bookcase Expedit and we had dinner in the Ikea-restaurant (I recommend the Swedish meatballs).
Later that evening
But everybody survived, so all is well for now.