My grandad Les died this morning. He’d been in hospital for over two months. He was admitted orginally with a stomach ulcer and then he contracted Clostridium difficile and then a chest infection. In the end all they could do was make him comfortable. He was 88.
I’ve been meaning to catch up with my Cuba posts (taking an embarassingly long time to complete!) but I’ve since had a lovely holiday in Holland with friends Miki and Steve. I’ve also got lots of studying to do and some other things going on making life a bit hetic right now.
