Just called Dad and he has had a bad night. I think his cough is starting to wear him down and he’s getting stressed by the situation. I phoned the GP surgery again and they at last scheduled a telephone appointment with him. We’ve been asking for help since Friday. The GP was able to test his breathing remotely by asking him to hold his breathe and count. She was sympathetic and has prescribed some antiobiotics that I’ll pick up when the dispensary opens.
Haven’t any news of mum yet today but last night the nurses said she’d had a good day, was eating her tea and perky. She’s in good hands and Dad is the priority today.
2022 and all that 