When we arrived last night John asked us to find his phone charger and plug his phone in. Once we did that nurse bf poked her head through the door and went “Oh you have visitors” and pointedly looked at her watch. She then spied the phone gave a massive sigh and ripped it out saying “you can’t put that in there” I was looking around the room trying to work out where else I could plug the phone in so John could reach it – wasn’t anywhere obvious.

Nurse bf then told us that they needed to move John from the chair to the bed and we’d need to wait outside for a bit. Half an hour later we were called back into the room where she said “you’ll need to visit at an earlier time” I’m like sure I’ll sort out the rain, roadworks, working, dinner and rounding up teenagers a little better – ffs! Then this takes the cake she then said “oh you can plug John’s phone in there” and points to the place she ripped it out from – WTF!!

On a brighter note – the other nurses are lovely and John is looking better each time – he’s not very nimble on the pins – hence the fact it takes half an hour to move him but he know loads of TV ads off by heart now. 🙂

He has a scan on Saturday morning to check how the join is healing.