The hospital kept my father-in-law in hospital overnight, and indeed the TLC must have done him a power of good, because he was raring to go this morning and anxious to return home. But there remains a question mark over the private care company we have used. As I reported yesterday, they didn't notice the large pool of blood on the hall floor, nor the fact that his hair was thickly matted with blood. The social workers are also not best pleased and have launched an investigation of their own.
At work, I have 2 consecutive woman patients come in with the same story: they discovered their husbands were having an affair by the recourse of scanning their Facebook accounts ("perhaps he wanted to be found out" one of them said sadly). In both cases, a confrontation ensued followed by the husbands moving out within days. One said how betrayed she felt. "We both took our vows, and for me at least they meant something" I feel the same way. Since I got married 7 years ago I have been presented with temptation on several occasions. But those vows meant something to me too, so I kept it in my pants. Why couldn't these arseholes?
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