Sunday, 23 June 2019
Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada
Just before midnight the texts started coming in.
From Miss Vancouver. In France. Her Dad has been admitted to hospital with chest pains.
Needs to have his heart reset.
Agree that I’ll go in the morning to the hospital to check up on progress.
Decide it will certainly be easier and probably just as much to hire a car for the day rather than dicking around with taxis to the hospital and nursing home. Am envisaging a bit of to-ing and fro-ing. After a quick bit of negotiation with the hotel car hire company, have the only car available for the day. A 7 seat Dodge minivan.
Arrive at the hospital, pay the exorbitant car park charge and go and check up on Mr Vancouver. To be told that he was discharged last night. He’s now back in the nursing home.
Off I go.
Had his heart reset last night around midnight and they sent him back soon after.
As he dryly remarks, “Tell her [Miss Vancouver] that I’m still above ground.”
At least I know how to get out of the nursing home now.
