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unapproachable man who didn’t seem happy to be there. He gently touched the skin and bones around the area, tested her range of movements and then asked Biddy if she could put any weight on the leg at all. Much to everyone’s surprise, the patient could now easily stand on her two feet and walk, with just a small limp.
“I am so sorry, ” Hanna apologised. “Just an hour ago she could not even stand up. I can’t believe she can do it now. I am so sorry for wasting your time.”
“Don’t worry, ” reassured the doctor with sudden surprising kindness. “Bruises and bone injuries in the elderly are very dangerous. You could not have known.”
He turned to Biddy. “Do you need anything for the pain?”
“No.”
“Well then, you are free to go.”
“Thank you. We’ll need to order a taxi and then we are out of your way.”
“Fine . Get one of the nurses to arrange that for you. Have a good day,” he said and was off to the next patient.
The taxi ride back into town was much shorter than Hanna would have imagined. In her mind the drive in the ambulance to the hospital had taken forever, whereas the return journey seemed to take only a few minutes. Just before the taxi reached the car park Hanna remembered that she didn’t have enough cash on her to pay for the ride and she had to ask the driver to find her a cash point. Her debit card still dispensed money but this reminded her again that she really did need to check her finances urgently. Suddenly she remembered Billy and how he still had her car keys.
Billy was on his lunch break when she got to the supermarket but he had left the car keys with the manager for Hanna to collect. What a gem that boy was. She had to make sure to return and thank him properly.
At long last the taxi returned to the car park and the driver even got out and helped Biddy into the convertible. Hanna tipped him generously then paid the extortionate parking fee and got into her own car.
Chapter 6 Lunch
As she pulled onto the drive way at her parents’ house she saw Walter still in his sports gear, cleaning the bicycle outside the garage.
“Did you have a good ride?” she asked him.
“Yes, as a matter of fact I did. I was waiting for you to see if you are up for a late lunch?” he said with a wink.
“Dad, please don’t get mad at me but mother fell on the tarmac,” Hanna told her father sheepishly.
“What? Is she all right?” Walter asked, concerned.
“Yes, she is fine. We have been to the hospital for an X-ray. She didn’t break anything but it is my fault. I let her walk in high heels. Please don’t be angry with me.”
“I am not angry P umpkin,” Walter said with barely concealed restraint. “But let that be a lesson to you. Your mother is fragile and needs careful supervision. So tell me, what happened?”
Hanna briefly explained to him the events of the morning. It was obvious he wanted to scold her but to his own surprise he managed to let it go.
It took a little effort to wake up his wife and to get her out of the car. Biddy’s leg was much better even than it had been at the hospital and much to Hanna’s relief it now seemed unlikely that she would have to use a walking stick at all.
Biddy was in a great mood as she was escorted up the path to the front door by both her husband and her daughter.
“Be careful with her elbow,” Hanna said to Walter. “She has a little bruise there, too.”
Walter rolled his eyes but refrained from a comment.
“This is nice,” she turned to Hanna and said: “Can you stay?”
“You are in luck, ” Hanna replied. “I can and I will.”
“Good. I like you.”
Once they were all in the house Biddy got hold of the newspaper and started to read some articles to the other two. Walter unpacked the shopping and put everything away.
“It’s late and I am starving. I am only going to make some of the ready meals now. I’ll use the fresh food when I cook dinner tomorrow. Are you happy with that?”
“I am so sorry, ” Hanna apologised. “Just an hour ago she could not even stand up. I can’t believe she can do it now. I am so sorry for wasting your time.”
“Don’t worry, ” reassured the doctor with sudden surprising kindness. “Bruises and bone injuries in the elderly are very dangerous. You could not have known.”
He turned to Biddy. “Do you need anything for the pain?”
“No.”
“Well then, you are free to go.”
“Thank you. We’ll need to order a taxi and then we are out of your way.”
“Fine . Get one of the nurses to arrange that for you. Have a good day,” he said and was off to the next patient.
The taxi ride back into town was much shorter than Hanna would have imagined. In her mind the drive in the ambulance to the hospital had taken forever, whereas the return journey seemed to take only a few minutes. Just before the taxi reached the car park Hanna remembered that she didn’t have enough cash on her to pay for the ride and she had to ask the driver to find her a cash point. Her debit card still dispensed money but this reminded her again that she really did need to check her finances urgently. Suddenly she remembered Billy and how he still had her car keys.
Billy was on his lunch break when she got to the supermarket but he had left the car keys with the manager for Hanna to collect. What a gem that boy was. She had to make sure to return and thank him properly.
At long last the taxi returned to the car park and the driver even got out and helped Biddy into the convertible. Hanna tipped him generously then paid the extortionate parking fee and got into her own car.
Chapter 6 Lunch
As she pulled onto the drive way at her parents’ house she saw Walter still in his sports gear, cleaning the bicycle outside the garage.
“Did you have a good ride?” she asked him.
“Yes, as a matter of fact I did. I was waiting for you to see if you are up for a late lunch?” he said with a wink.
“Dad, please don’t get mad at me but mother fell on the tarmac,” Hanna told her father sheepishly.
“What? Is she all right?” Walter asked, concerned.
“Yes, she is fine. We have been to the hospital for an X-ray. She didn’t break anything but it is my fault. I let her walk in high heels. Please don’t be angry with me.”
“I am not angry P umpkin,” Walter said with barely concealed restraint. “But let that be a lesson to you. Your mother is fragile and needs careful supervision. So tell me, what happened?”
Hanna briefly explained to him the events of the morning. It was obvious he wanted to scold her but to his own surprise he managed to let it go.
It took a little effort to wake up his wife and to get her out of the car. Biddy’s leg was much better even than it had been at the hospital and much to Hanna’s relief it now seemed unlikely that she would have to use a walking stick at all.
Biddy was in a great mood as she was escorted up the path to the front door by both her husband and her daughter.
“Be careful with her elbow,” Hanna said to Walter. “She has a little bruise there, too.”
Walter rolled his eyes but refrained from a comment.
“This is nice,” she turned to Hanna and said: “Can you stay?”
“You are in luck, ” Hanna replied. “I can and I will.”
“Good. I like you.”
Once they were all in the house Biddy got hold of the newspaper and started to read some articles to the other two. Walter unpacked the shopping and put everything away.
“It’s late and I am starving. I am only going to make some of the ready meals now. I’ll use the fresh food when I cook dinner tomorrow. Are you happy with that?”
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