Getting better

My father is recovering from his heart operation so, after a good swim, I went to see him. He looked like a man trying to pretend life was groovy whilst drawing his last breath. I think he needs to take things very slowly. As for my mother taking on the role of Florence Nightingale, she seems to think telling him to pull himself together is gentle nursing. I am going to see him again next week and see if he's any better. What's wrong with staying in bed if you're ill? I often stay in bed when I'm not a bit ill - just a bit lazy.