[Sundae]

Urgh.
First Dad, then me (steroids & chest xray) and now Uncle Jimmy.

He was rushed into hospital to have his gallbladder removed.
Mum called Auntie Glenys this morning (this evening in Oz) to wish them Happy Anniversary! only to find her alone and worrying.
She'd been with Jim earlier and he was all prepped but it was getting late for him to be taken down to surgery. She thinks it won't be until tomorrow (their time) now.

He works as a Carer for an agency, so lifting and moving patients after surgery might not be possible for a while. They're not all that well off, and this will make a difference.
Mum has something/ someone else to worry about.

So I let her get away with moaning about how my coughing woke her up.
She knows I can't help it, but having your big lump of a nearly 40 yo daughter around is hardly helped when she's waking you up every night/ morning. And not even having fun doing so.

We're all a bit fragile at the mo, regarding Abigail.
These minor instances and routine occurrences don't help.