The Vomiting Cavalier

While Mum was at the shops this morning and Dad was snoozing, her ancient cat sicked up all her breakfast all over the house (five crime scenes so far.) Fortunately none of it was near Dad. She is often a bit sick if she has eaten quickly and i remember Dad telling me at some point last year how amused he was at the speed of her recovery. It is often only a few minutes later that she turns up at her dish ready for another feed! Yuk.

Gastro drama

I went to see Mum & Dad this weekend as usual, only to find they were both suffering from a nasty gastrointestinal infection. It was a weekend of uncertainty involving many hurried trips to the loo or to spew. Surprisingly, Dad fared slightly better, making a speedier recovery than Mum whose stomach gurgling was audible across the room. We quickly changed our plan to go for a swim. In terms of Dad's progress, the only difference i noticed in Dad was that with the decreased dose of steroids he is a bit forgetful. He asked me three times over three days when my brother was coming to see him, when he wasn't planning a visit this weekend. Mum says Dad has never been a great listener though, so it's hard to identify this as any sort of development. Both seemed better gastro-wise as the weekend progressed but of course now i have it!