Flopsy back in hospital

Dear Flopsy, you know that we are all ptiching for you with all our hearts. Whatever it is, get well very soon. Brian

Hope you get well soon flopsy!

Here I am - I have escaped!! (I tied all the bed sheets together and abseiled out of the window)

Delighted to be back home again and to read all your wonderfully supportive messages - thank you, I really do appreciate them.

The first couple of days in an assessment ward was the worst in terms of noise and general mayhem. It was a madhouse! 8 beds, 5 of which were occupied by very confused old ladies who shouted constantly and kept getting out of bed and wandering around. One of them pinched someone's pink dressing gown and when challenged, insisted it was hers and wouldn't give it back. When a nurse stepped in to intervene, the old lady smacked her!

I had a bag of jellies and thought I'd do the charitable thing and offer everyone one, so I went to the old lady in the first bed who smiled nicely, took the bag, put in her hand and produced a strawberry flavoured one which she handed to me ... then put the bag in her pocket! She wouldn't give it back! I was robbed, I tell ya - robbed!

The final straw came when I was woken up late one night when one of the old ladies tried to get into my bed - I was still in it at the time. We had quite a heated debate over whose bed it was and I managed to retain the upper hand without being thumped! LOL

So what a relief to be transferred to a quieter and smaller ward! The downside was lights out at 10 15pm. We had planned a midnight feast, but all we had was one digestive biscuit and a rather squishy brown banana so we decided not to bother

Ah, tis good to be back

flopsy x

Really good that you are now back home Flopsy. Make sure you keep well rested and look after yourdelf PLEASE.

Yes! So good to hear from you Flopsy. Take care of Flopsy first, Februs next, and the library dead last.

This makes my day!
Guy

Darn It! Too late again!
Just as we were putting the finishing touches to our liberation plan. We had acquired sets of scrubs and we were about to ask Februs to knock up some fake NHS I.D badges and Lo and Behold! It came across the ether that a willowy figure was spotted descending the side of the building in Bunny Pyjamas, clutching a Bottle of Croft Original and holding a large bag of crisps between her teeth.

Of course we knew instantly that our intrepid Head Librarian had stolen a march on us!

Apparently the high speed getaway vehicle paused at a local store to replenish essential supplies and some vital medical provisions (Marmite Dressings --- (A well known universal cure-all) before making off at a rate of knots in the direction of Februs Towers.

Well done Flopsy!
(p.s.) Know anyone interested in six sets of surgical scrubs (light use only & freshly laundered ?)

I sure hope one of them wasn't you!


On the BOTTOM? flopsy!


I was worth a try.


Seriously, I'm glad you broke out, and that you're back with us.

So glad you're back, you take care of you, the rest will take care of itself. Stay well.

In George Orwell's novel '1984,' the protagonist (Winston Smith) pondered whether or not sanity is statistical. If the majority of people are behaving in a seemingly bizarre fashion, does that behavior then become 'normal' and sane, and non-bizarre behavior therefor 'abnormal' and insane?

Hopefully, flopsy can give us her thoughts on the issue, I'm figuring that she probably considered it a bit during the beginning of her hospital stay in the assessment ward.

It's good that she was discharged from that hospital, hopefully she didn't have to undergo the 'rat treatment' (as Smith did in room 101 of the Ministry of Love) before finally being released... --C.K.

Glad you're back Flopsy. Those old people are killers I tell ya. I don't want to see NO MORE PALE, you stay in the PINK!!!!