Monday, August 30, 2004

Bastardos

The hospital are refusing to give me an update on Miss Ellie.

I've just called, and all they will say is that it would be better for me to speak to the admitting clinician. Who won't be in until twelve.

When I pressed them on whether she had had a good or bad night, they simply repeated the above. And then again, for good measure. Just in case I am stupid and didn't understand the first two times they told me.

I don't think this bodes well.

Until noon.