One side effect of being in hospital is that you can become friends with other patients very quickly. Perhaps it's the 'us' and 'them' thing.
I made friends very quickly with G, G and M ...
We looked out for each other and, I suppose, tried to encourage each other when things weren't going so well.
One of the Gs had a heart attack ten weeks or so ago and he would wake in the night coughing and spitting out all sorts of gunk ... so imagine my surprise and delight when he phoned just an hour ago to tell me he was home. It sounds as though he'd just got home too.
I told him to take it easy [I can tell him this from experience] and we said we'd speak in a few days. In the meantime he sent his best wishes to my family [you know who you are].
After getting frustrated and angry with the Debenhams store card people earlier in the afternoon [don't ask] it was good to hear G's voice, albeit sounding rather tired ... and I was touched that he had phoned me almost as soon as he got home.
It's good to know there are some people who are friendly and caring in this world.
