Keith was rested when the Physio girls got to him today and they got him standing up, using the support they have which has "leaves" which go behind the bottom and supports for knees as well as a bar to hold onto. He did really well, but still had thick gunk in his throat which they had to suck out with a tube. That said he's been coughing better and is a lot more determined now. They mentioned he could possibly go to Llandod hospital or similar to recuperate, so that physio could continue, but equally home was possible in the not too distant future. (Dare I hope this weekend?) Needless to say, K wants HOME and not hospital recuperation.
He ate the enriched rice pudding I took in, plus half of the Chicken "Pie" - topped with mash not pastry. Said it wasn't too bad to eat. Progress. I took in a tub of instant porridge in case he didn't fancy any of the meals, and they would make that up for him (as it just needs hot water).
I popped into the patchwork shop afterwards to get quilting needles and some more rotary blades so I don't ever run out again. This morning I had an hour or so to spare and finally got back to the Crawler quilt. I was unpicking another block when I had a sudden sod-it moment and decided to ditch that whole row entirely and just make it narrower. So there. So now it's pinned together with a lovely soft cotton batting and the Beatrix Potter pattern backing and I've started hand-quilting it. My favourite bit.
Thank you all for your support. Going out in the garden now.
