Flopsy back in hospital

Great to have you back, Flopsy! I had never expected reality to turn out stranger than your stories, though.....

And then there were 4.

It's great to have you back flopsy.

So glad you are back. How did you get in a geriatrics ward? Sounds horrendous. Do take care and watch your health.

What a relief to see you are better. Now I can breathe easier, and save the card I bought for the next time. lol, Let's hope I never get to mail it.

So great to hear you're home safe

One wonders what exactly they were supposed to be assessing on that ward?

If, as sounds probable, it was levels of SENILITY, then your characteristically fluent and hilarious Liberation Message above suggests they definitely got you mixed up with another Bunny altogether - Dipsybunny perhaps? The NHS are famed for getting people's notes mixed up, sawing off the wrong leg and the random redistribution of new-borns; not to mention their general assumption that 'If you've seen one patient, you've seen 'em all'.

So ... back to work with you, your Flopsyship, and no more malingering!

Talking of colour, apparently the consultant in charge of flopsy's care was initially baffled by the colour of her skin which given the time of year and the lack of anything resembling sunlight over here should have been a pale white but was in fact a deep brown colour. The mystery was eventually resolved though when they discovered she had consumed several times her own bodyweight in chocolate over the festive season to the extent that it was now emerging from the pores in her skin.

They have prescribed an equivalent amount of white chocolate to restore the balance and I have just returned from the supermarket with a vast supply of Milky Bars. The temptation to shout 'The Milky bars are on me!' is overwhelming but I have managed to resists it so far (apologies to non-UK readers and Brits under about 50 who won't have a clue what I'm rambling on about. Nothing new there I hear you say )

I just assumed it was more technical mumbo-jumbo.

I'll just say "Welcome home Flopsy."

The Milky Bar Kid is tough and strong, The Milky Bar Kid is never wrong, The Milky Bar Kid only eats what's right, That's Milky Bar, it's sweet and white!!! It's sad the things you remember. All blond kids with spectacles were called either the Milky Bar Kid or Joe 90! Of course it served them right for being short sighted!!

PS Good to have you back with us Flopsy!

Glad you're back Flopsy.
Assessment wards-awful places, a few years ago they were mixed sex, on one occasion I had a very well-educated, well-spoken lady next to me who kept the curtains drawn.
When a nurse went in, a cut-glass voice called out, "What do you think you are doing young lady, don't you know not to enter without knocking and being invited". When she got tired she would wander around the ward holding her nightie above her head!!
But the worst are smelly disruptive addicts when they come round from their O/d.