I just have to shout about this. Mum has gone home from hospital today. No visitors allowed, so most days I've gone to visit and stand at her window (she was on the ground floor) and rang her mobile phone. We chatted and she would wave to me.
But today, she was all ready in her going-home clothes, big jacket and all. The nurse saw me and offered to bring mum to sit in a seat at the window, and opened the window so that we could chat better. It only opens a few inches, lets air but no people in or out. But we could talk properly. It was soooo nice. Mum was walking well (for her) and lucid (not the screaming, abusive nutcase she was when she stayed with me and before she was re-hospitalised). She looked better than she has done in several months. When the transporting ambulance arrived, the nursing staff fetched her but before she went, we were able to touch hands through the open window and I stroked her face.
My heart swelled with joy and I am near to tears as I write this. It may be some months before I'm able to see her in the flesh - she lives 150 miles away, but travel into and out of her area is banned.
It's a good start to the new year.
May the joy of this blessing be upon all those who have loved ones in hospital - whether with coronavirus or something else.