100HappyWords_93_BeerWithDad

I’m staying with Dad while Mum’s in hospital.

Our days start late: breakfast by mid-morning; showered and ready to leave by 11am.

I hear a voice from the lounge:

“Trish? Can you help me with my socks?”

“Sure Dad”

We arrive at the hospital about noon, just in time to critique today’s lunch.

We let Mum rest and head downstairs for a sausage roll.

By the time we’re back in the ward, Dad’s beginning to flag.

“Best make a move. Beat the traffic.”

An hour later, Dad is back in his lounge chair.

We both relax with a cold beer.

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