I went in to see Dad this afternoon. The Vicar was there, sitting by the side of the bed holding his hand. Dad was asleep, and woke to see me. He was very weak and feeble, and spoke so quietly, that I could only just hear him over the background noise of the ward. He couldn't sit up, and found it very hard to communicate. I stayed for bnearly an hour, but we only exchanged a few words.
As far as I know he will be coming home next week, but if he does he will need fairly constant nursing care from us, because although there is nothing medically that will make him bneed to stay in hospital, he is - in my opinion at least - far to weak to do anything for himself....
