Deserted.....

For our hour of exercise we decided to walk into the town centre. We knew it would be deserted. Well, it was Sunday morning! This is the Guildhall, a re-modelling in 1861 of an earlier building of 1713. 

We did some housework and a few jobs in the garden before settling down to a quiet afternoon. it didn't stay quiet for long. I got a phone call from my dad's carers who said they'd found him slumped over the kitchen sink this afternoon. I dashed over there to be met by 2 paramedic teams and the 2 carers. Dad had had a seizure. He suffers from epilepsy but hasn't had a fit for years. 

So he was taken into hospital. He did come round pretty quickly but they kept him in for tests. The carers think he may have been stuck in the kitchen for a while. It looked like he was washing up his lunch dishes when it may have happened. Of course I can't go to see him in the hospital, so I've no real idea how he's doing. At least he's in the only place where he can get the care he needs right now.