Done and dusted!

It's been a mad few days consisting in the main of driving to and from hospital to visit TP and fighting the hospital's shambolic car parking system. I have yet to have the pleasure of any hospital car park (and believe me there's been a few of late) that does actually operate in a fashion that might assist it's patients, this one certainly didn't and it took me anything up to an hour of aimless driving around in circles on each visit until I could ditch the car anywhere at all.

And then we pay for this privilege!?

How cardiac care units aren't full to the gunnels, purely from the effects on patients and visitors of trying to park amazes me, I'm sure my blood pressure was considerably elevated by each foray and I certainly didn't arrive cool, calm and collected, rater more, hot, harassed and very un-collected!

But, it was all worth it, TP's procedure went to plan, the recovery was text book and so far so good, it appears to have done what it was intended to do and been a complete success. As a consequence, this morning, still half asleep and with bed head in my case bright and early he was turfed out back into the real world and into the care of my mother and myself, god help him! ;o)

So that's another stage in the whole long process about done and dusted and another positive step forward.

Fingers crossed that the next phase goes as well.