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Monday. Last friday evenings gym session was the last until after my wife's operation. All day I hold my wife's hand to remind her that I am there for her. At lunchtime we go out for lunch. We go to a garden centre and have lunch in their newly refurbished posh restaruant and then home. Tuesday. The morning is just the same as yesterday. But I receive a phone call from mum saying that she is offered a date for her hip operation. She asks if she cannot get hold of my younger brother would I be able to take her home. And I said yes. Wednesday. We just hole hands all day. We say goodbye for four weeks to my wife's care providers. I Cuddle up to my wife before bed. Thursday. We have been told today is the day that my wife becomes an inpatient. I ring the ward at 9.15 in the morning and then wait. After 6 hours we are still waiting I ring again. Apparently the has been some sort of miscommunication and we head for hospital at 5. Friday. The day of the operation. I make my way to the hospital in the afternoon and get there late due to parking issue's. My wife has gone to theater when I get there and I wait. The operation is over after 4 and I join my wife in recovery. I head for home at midnight. Saturday. In the morning I have a meeting and then I am refused permission to visit my wife so I visit my Uncle instead. Sunday. It is the first Sunday without my wife and I do the Usual things. Watch a bit of television then go and do the weekly shop. And then eat a ready meal Sunday Roast.