Oh golly, what a time. Poor Donald. 
He's in the WGH with bucket loads of patience. I'm trying to get through on the phone just now to see if he's still in the receiving unit, they said it can be weeks before he's able to get a bed in a ward. Clogged up, everything is clogged! Ambulances, beds, - my brain. I so wanted to cry as I eventually left him around 5. Leaving him helpless, confused and the staff with more than enough on their hands.
Tomorrow is another day, I hope a bit of a better one. 

UPDATE
I did just get through on the phone and he has luckily now got a bed in ward 72 so I hope that will bring some consistency to reassure him. Goodnight dear, sweet Donald have good dreams.