Trust me to miss breakfast by calling in late 
It has been quite a week. Since DH came out of hospital a week ago, he never got out of bed, feeling weary and looking a terrible colour. On Thursday he phoned the hospital and was told to go in immediately, which we did.
It seems the medication given for the blood clots has caused a gastrointestinal bleed from his tumour. Bless him, he has been without food or drink for four days now. They said he can have yogurt today so I shall take some for him. Tomorrow they are going to go into a vein and try to extract the blood clots that way, as he cannot have the medication any more.
Today I am babysitting DGD until 2pm when DD2 finishes work, then I shall go to the hospital again. I seem to be spending vast sums of money in their car park, but hey ho (if I may quote Bags) 
On a brighter note, I have a lovely, clean house thanks to DH asking one of the cleaners at the hospital if she would be interested in helping us out. She has been twice now, a sweet girl from the Philippines, so it is one less worry for me and she is glad of the extra cash.
Weather here is gorgeous which certainly helps cheer the mood 
Take care, granspals and I wish you all a peaceful Sunday
