March 25th, 2002

office

Oh, I'm tired.

What a weekend. I seemed to spend my entire waking hours accounting, driving, shopping or visiting Pat in hospital. I've a vague recollection of slobbing out in front of the television on Friday (thank heavens for Frasier), but that's it.

I hope the forthcoming Easter weekend isn't quite as busy. Jane is starting to realise that we are wasting a lot of time visiting Pat. Our visits tend to upset her more than help her. It's a difficult decision to make, and I feel sure Fran will think Jane is a horrible person for taking it, but Jane's health is suffering for it too - her irregular heart beats have returned. The only way they will go away is for her to relax for a week or so. She will not be able to do this while she is to-ing and fro-ing from the hospital and Pat's house. (The house needs visiting to feed the cats - and it's really a good time to tidy the place up while Pat is in hospital).


Yawn...
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