Out of the woods ...
... well, almost. Dad has not had a stroke, but seems to have been subject to a total body shut-down because of the quantity and toxic combination of medication since he had surgery in January. He's still seriously ill, but - we hope - out of danger. We are SO relieved!
Thanks for all your concern and comments. It all means so much.
Mum and I are staying in a college near the hospital - spotless and spartan, but a godsend. All the accommodation in Perth seems to be booked out, apart from the $400 a night chain hotels, so it was brilliant to discover that this college, with its beautiful quadrangle and trees and birds, keeps a 'motel' wing for visiting acadamics and conference delegates, plus worried relatives of patients in the hospital nearby.
On Sunday we'll move to a house in Fremantle - dear friends Chris and Pam are leaving for a month in Europe and have given us the keys. So very lucky to have such brilliant friends. Karen has our washing on her line at the moment, and is cooking us a curry dinner, and tomorrow we'll be off to see Dace and Konrad for arvo tea.
Must get back to the hospital!