Her Next Door drives, but only really when she has to. The hospital is 10 miles away, so it is quite a trek with dodgy bends and people daring to either go in the same direction or approach her from the other way. Did I mention she is a nervous driver... The car park of the hospital itself seems to have very slim parking bays and it is continuously full to the brim. Which rather puts her off. So whilst J is manning work Him Next Door and I tend to do the driving shifts for one of the twice daily visiting sessions. J helps out with the odd evening and when needed at the weekend, although we have lots of other family visitors also sharing the load then. This is a great help as at least for the weekends it affords us natives of The Booth some 'down' time.
Added to the mix is making sure G9 gets to all her after school activities - although we are failing a bit at the latter end of this week when we only have the one car available. My wonderful friend Preseli Mags is helping us out on Wednesday and Friday, so Wednesday it means Her & Him Next Door make it on time for the afternoon visiting session and on Friday G9 will not miss Brownies at least.
Where would we be without supportive family, friends and neighbours I ask myself.