's no time for snow

When we awoke this morning and looked out the window, we saw that our street was covered with a  thin blanket of snow for the first time this  winter. Within minutes, the snow starting falling fairly heavily, but seems to have stopped again now. I'm very much hoping that it won't last for too long. My Mum is always nervous about taking the car out in the snow, and I don't fancy having to catch buses to and from the hospital twice a day. I'm hobbling a little at the moment anyway (from a recent back and knee injury) so I'm not too excited about the prospect of limping around on snowy or icy paths.

As far as today's hospital report is concerned, Dad's night nurse has told us that he had a settled night and said that he slept well. There is still some blood in the stoma bag this morning, but there was no torrential bleeding during the night. We'll be going up to visit after lunchtime as usual.

Meanwhile, back in Spain, the rain held off and the sun shone brightly for the few days of our KKI leaders' conference last week. Obviously I couldn't be there to help lead the conference, but I hear very positive reports of the time that our group spent together. Some of our northern Europeans - like the Latvians and Finns - even went swimming every day. Brrrr!

Speaking of northern Europeans, I notice that some of you have been checking this blog, and so I'd just like to say thanks for your prayers for my Dad and my family at this time.