1984 Diary Tuesday 24th April

K and her dad came today, which I cannot recollect at all. Hardly surprising I suppose as my memory isn’t very good after the op and I’m writing this up a month later, from my dad’s notes!

I wasn’t feeling too bright, so poor old K couldn’t have had much fun. I sort of remember talking to her but I don’t think she stayed long anyway.

Mum stayed all day, as dad went home to do some work. He came back again this evening and I received a beautiful display of flowers from J. They were really gorgeous and it was a pretty large bunch of flowers, set in an oasis. Actually it’s surprising how long they lasted, as the hospital is so hot and dry.

Not the original flowers, they didn’t last 40 years! These are in one of my hand painted vases.