Dad came to GrandpaBill’s later to eat and uncle Mike was with us too, for a change. It was like a sort of celebration in a strange subdued way; while we were having dessert, dad’s phone rang, it was the hospital! He told them he was coming straight away. At first my stomach lurched as I expected bad news but dad had a grin on his face and told us that mom had ‘woken up’. He told us to stay there while he went to see what was going in, but GrandpaBill and I decided to go and see for ourselves after a couple of minutes.
GrandpaBill went all serious on the way there, reminding me that mom might not be as before so not to get my hopes up too much.
