Bad news

[wiseheart]

And I mean REALLY bad news. Mum's taken a fall in the living room and dislocated her hip. After an hour spent in romantic discomfort on the floor the ambulance finally arrived and took her to the hospital. I wasn't allowed to go with her because of the f*cking plague. Nor will I be able to visit her. I wanted her to take my mobile phone but she panicked that she won't be able to deal with it, so no contact whatsoever.

I am really scared. I am scared shitless. I'm scared that they'll ruin her hip, just as the incompetent butchers in the other hospital ruined her shoulder twenty or so years ago. I'm scared that after a year of voluntary isolation she might get the cursed virus, after all. She's 89, for f*ck!s sake!

Somebody hand me a bucket, please, I feel the sheer irresistible urge to bawl...

Update: it turns out that the leg is broken, after all. Mum is now waiting for surgery.

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[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Thank you, my friend.