I've seen the above sign numerous times since Wednesday evening when my dad suffered a heart attack. He was playing bowls at the time and managed to finish his game before he came off the green and told his friends that he'd got chest pain. They rang for an ambulance which took him to hospital.
The first I knew about it was a phone call from my mum asking if we'd be able to pick him up. Nobody realised at that time that it was a heart attack, we all expected him to be coming straight home.
To cut a long story short, he's had angioplasty and some stents have been left in the arteries to widen them. He's come home this morning with eight different types of tablets which he has to take, I think he'll be rattling after a few days.
Pinderfields Hospital is in Wakefield and awkward to get to from where we live if you haven't got a car. My mum doesn't drive so we've been going to both afternoon and evening visiting since Wednesday so I haven't visited many blogs since then. I'm hoping to catch up with you all in the next couple of days.