Yesterday, was my first day out if the house in nearly a week after having a respiratory tract infection. At around 9:30am, DD called me to say that SIL had fallen over in their local shopping centre. That's all the information I got before the ambulance arrived and SIL was taken off to hospital with what the paramedics believed was a broken ankle.
DD called me again about 10:00 to say she was home; a kind stranger had offered her and the Grandsons a lift. SIL drives a manual car but DD can only drive an automatic so the purpose of her call was not only to update me, but to ask me to pick up SIL's car from the shopping centre.
So, I drove the 15km (10 miles) to DD's house, put her and the Grandsons in my car and drove to the shopping centre. Upon arrival, DD jumped into the driver's seat and drove my car home while I collected SIL's car.
DD then hung a load of washing on the line and packed some things to come to my house for the day. We were no sooner all back in my car than SIL rang to say he had been released. I now had to drive the 25 km (15 miles) to the hospital to collect him. I took Older Grandson with me hoping he would fall asleep in the car but no such luck!
Fortunately, SIL was waiting outside the hospital entrance with crutches. I took him home and then brought DD and the Grandsons back here so that SIL could get some rest.
The good news is that the ankle is not broken but is badly sprained. The bad news is that it's his right ankle so he won't be able to drive for a few days and therefore won't be going back to work until after Christmas.
We pray that his employer decides that SIL is eligible for sick leave for this episode!