I have pushed the cats off the keyboard and they are doing a celebratory can-can around the room in all ginger style. Just back from the hospital where Glyn is back to his old self again, and though he did not recognize me and I had to introduce myself he was then so pleased to see me. Seems to think I am looking younger and that is why he did not know me.
he was calm and sure of his place in the world again and hoping to come out on Monday and be back home, and after we had got into a muddle thinking it was Friday today ( I do not know what day of the week it is at the best of times and we were put right by one of the other visitors) we got to talking of home and cats and places and people. I told him as best I could of all the cats around the world wishing him well again, and all the kind words from people he has never met and will never know and he was so touched.
It is to be hoped that whatever caused his confusion has passed for now and that he will go from strength to strength. Meanwhile he has his book and a copy of Classic Poems and he walked me to the door of his ward and gave me the biggest of hugs.
Tonight when we walk past I will tell the house to keep hoping and soon, soon, he will be back.