I had a phone call yesterday morning from Mum - she was at home waiting for an ambulance to take her to Cabrini. I rang the hospital during the day and they said she was in Emergency, which frightened me a little until I learnt that they had no spare beds and Emergency was the only place with room.

Anyway, she's OK; she saw her specialist during the day. She's seeing him again today when I hope we will find out a diagnosis and if anything further needs to be done.

When I got there she was lying on a trolley in a passageway (but, being Cabrini, it was a very nice, shiny, clean passageway). While I was there they moved her into a "room" (three-walled alcove off a central area) and she was finally able to sit up. I left her eating her soup and sandwiches and preparing to get into a much more comfortable-looking bed; she was also learning how to use the remote for the TV. Ian and Rob had been there during the day.

She was actually looking quite bright, despite being in hospital. She's hoping to go home today.

After my visit there, I jumped on a couple of trains to go for a delicious dinner (salmon, mmm...) at DR's. We had a great talk and a few drinks. Just what I needed to finish up a stressful day.