Dad's care manager came round and we talked about social services' rehabilitation plans for him. They're aiming for him to be as independent as possible. The first step is for him to take public transport by himself. So far, he can get on and off buses with somebody around just in case. The physios are going to take it one step at a time. For example, making sure that he gets on OK at one bus stop, then skidding quickly to meet him as he gets off at the next one...
I took Dad to Chinatown - it was a big trip with brilliant sunshine one minute than thudding hailstones the next. But we made it. Only afterwards did I find out that it was one of those Chinese 'special days' i.e. when the weather /environment 'changes' and old / sick people should take extra care and not over-exert themselves.
The following day, an 'escort' came round to take Dad to the shops. I always laugh when they're referred to as escorts. Can't help it. Anyhow, it was another Nigerian lady. Or rather girl. Very pretty and petite and nice enough. Not willing to wheel Dad around in a wheelchair though, so they took the bus to Sainsburys, chased after his shopping list and bussed back, all within an hour.
Mum has also had some scans done for her health problems. Thankfully they seem to confirm a diagnoses fairly easy to deal with.
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