Two weeks ago, my father was found rowing an imaginary boat across the living room carpet.
An ambulance was called and the hospital administered anti-biotics and quality care.
On discharge, I met him at his home and continued the care.
The last evening there, his step son came round and I got a bottle of Jack Daniels.
3 times I threw up.
My father was still chuckling as I left for home the next morning.
(the blind leading the blind)
My thanks to all the staff at Norwich Hospital.
Our family are very grateful.
