Actually after that evening we had an absolutely lovely day and a half, yup they were hard work at times but it settled down. Complicated only by some idiot rear ending up whilst stationary amazingly no one hurt though.
However on the journey home, over the space of about 2hrs mum went from not wanting any food ( late lunch/ early tea at 5 pm as we had a big breakfast) to feeling unwell, to full on fever rigors and confusion.
Got to local urgent care as she insisted on going home and we were 999 to a&e. I thought she was dying.
So she's in hospital again - pneumonia/uti. Quite a lot better than she was but still a long was from going home I fear. Dad is in respite ( it was considerate of her to get ill mid week!) and whilst not happy about it he's accepting of it. The ward is really awful. I drove over yesterday to be told I couldn't see a doctor and I could ring Monday to talk about her blood results. Ended up on her " home" ward ( they had no beds) in tears but they sent the haematologist down to review her and he came and talked me through everything ( and he's seen her today) so I feel a bit happier. However she's missed/ been given wrong meals, hasn't got various " minor" prescriptions yet etc etc.
Feeling a bit sorry for myself as I'm back to work tomorrow - possibly more shattered than before I went and facing a week with a crucial member down. Argh!
Oh well maybe she can manage yo get home 11/11 when my sister flies in from Spain for a whole 4 days lol!