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Ears - OMG - nothing to say, only that it's a normal part of growing up and I guess amusing to look back on!

My brother arrived yesterday to spend the weekend with Mum. She was sent home from hospital on Thursday evening without a diagnosis I guess. On Monday Mum had a fall/passed out in the house late at night and had to drag herself to the phone in the hall to get help. She was on the floor from 10.15pm till about 1am when Steve and I finally managed to get in.. (her doors were locked with keys inside the locks) The ambulance finally got there at 5.50am and took her to hospital. After the initial examination, she was in a chair in A&E until late on Tuesday night before she finally got a bed on a ward. After driving to Tremadog to get her some supplies, I must admit I was shocked to get the call on Thursday afternoon to say she could come home. I spent the evening and night with her before my brother arrived yesterday lunchtime.  

My mothers house is spotless, for me uncomfortably clean and tidy. I find it difficult to relax, but when I come home I do sometimes wish I could have a nicer house, but my choice is to live with 8 dogs and 6 cats in an old cottage on the hill. I just can't imagine life without my animals, though I have to confess it was almost like being on holiday to get up at 8.15am, go downstairs, make us both a cup of tea then sit on the bed relaxing and drinking it, that could never happen here! Of course I got a huge welcome from team Blanik when I got home, but I was a little taken aback by such a huge welcome from Zeus!