Homeward Bound

I was awake by six and would have been at the hospital by 7am but for the hound who decided it would take forever before he felt the need to relieve himself, I couldn't take him with me as leaving him in the car was not an option, I did consider an enema but thought better of it..... by 8.45am I arrived at the hospital.  The doctor had been and the Little King was discharged now to pay the bill, actually the damage for an overnighter in a luxury one bed with fridge was not as much as I had prepared myself for and as I was in no mood to hang around for the insurance to pay up in front we paid and left.

The Little King was still puffy around the eyes and he had a touch of a headache, probably due to the lack of sleep, we all know about the hospital routine, you just drop off to sleep and they come and check your statistics, I could have told them he was ginger they only had to ask....We headed home and Stitch was very excited to see him again, the only thing to do when you have an extended unexpected holiday is to sun yourself, so the Little King and I creamed up, both using factor 20 and lay out reading our books, my pearlescent boy was determined to have something golden and glowing from his holiday, he managed tinged and freckled and was happy with that.

Friday

So the bags were packed again and everything double checked the lovely insurance company have managed to get a flight home today that will entail a stopover in Gatwick but allow the Little King to be home in time for his Eric Clapton concert tomorrow, we headed to Paphos with one boarding pass and had it on good authority that the second one could be collected at Gatwick, check in at Paphos was a breeze and once we said our goodbyes and I watched him walk though departures I had nothing better to do than head home to Stitch who has spent most of the day on my lap obviously missing his buddy.

Once the Little Kings flight arrived in Gatwick we were messaging back and forth having never travelled between terminals before I was coaching him and sitting stressing about his well being as he has developed some issues with his eyes possibly from his medication.  He was more worried about getting the bottle of whisky he had purchased at Paphos through customs for his second flight, kids..

I'm going to miss that child of mine, it's been great fun having him over, tiring the last few days, and entertaining not just because he went from from ginger to pufferfish in a mater or minutes, but because every day was different and seeing things through your children's eyes is a great way of learning, your never to old to learn, but why is it so exhausting.