Slow and Painful

My grandad is in the JR hospital. He's been in there for 9 days now. He went in due to being sick -- with blood in his vomit. He hasn't eaten for 9 days. It took the hospital 7 days to discover that he has a hernia that is blocking his bowel. He needs an immediate operation to clear the problem, otherwise -- as the surgeon put it -- he will die a slow and painful death.

Unfortunately -- due to the lack of food, as well as his low blood pressure -- he is too weak for the operation.

He has been given just "a few days or few weeks". They will do everything they can to make him comfortable.

Joy to the world.

Board to Death

My dad went up into the attic yesterday to store the empty boxes of his new widescreen TV, DVD and video bundle.

He managed to lose his footing and put his slippered size nine straight through the ceiling.

Thankfully he managed to grab onto the rafters -- so it was only a star-shaped section of plasterboard that crashed to earth -- as he was directly over the main stairwell...

A classic sitcom moment that could have resulted in a two storey fall.

He's getting a man in today to patch the ceiling and board the attic.

Unbelievably, despite buying a brand new digital camera last week, my mum failed to react quick enough and take a photo of dad's leg dangling through the ceiling. It did his hernia a world of good.