Karen had slept well considering the evening’s events. No sleeping tablet either. She still feels sleepy in the mornings even without the sleeping tablet, but apparently, it takes a few days to get out of the system.

She didn’t have any dinner the night before. She didn’t have any breakfast this morning. I arrived late this morning (as arranged) and we went straight into the blog comments. Today was going to be Fish and Chip Shop day but she didn’t feel like any lunch when it came to that time. I could tell she was still a bit fed up and couldn’t be arsed with anything.

She was tired, I was tired so we both had a snooze from 11.30am until 1.30pm.

Yesterday, one of the nurses had come into kp’s room to tell us it one of the Sisters last day before going away to get married. She had planned the usual funny things, “L” plates and devil’s horns to wear, rice and gunge in pockets etc etc…

dp:- You should make out you’re getting a stripper in.

Before I knew it, I was the “stripper” ! The nurse was going to bring in elvis gear and relevant music (“You can leave your hat on” (Tom Jones)). Yikes ! I wanted to do it to add a bit of variety to kp’s day, but at the same time, I am no John Travolta.

So, today comes and 2pm is the time we had been told to be ready. The nurses station was where it was going down (a short wheelchair ride from kp’s room). I was sh+tting myself. I had only woke up 30 mins prior and in 30 minutes I had to develop dancing skills and a routine.

dp:- Are you ready to get in the chair ?
kp:- I don’t want to get in the chair
dp:- But, I was gonna do that thing for X, do you not want to see it ?
kp:- Not really

Well, I was mortified. Part of the reason for doing it was to cheer kp up.

dp:- But, I am only doing it for you love. I thought it might brighten your day ?!
kp:- ok then.

I got her in the chair and went in her bathroom to get changed into the elvis wig/glasses, bermuda-style shorts and tee shirt. When I came out of the bathroom, kp gave a lovely smile that made the whole thing worth it.

I asked the nurse that had arranged it all what should I do. She gave me the moves she thought would work and went out to put the cd on. I heard the Sister, who it was all for, running away when she realised what was happening and then heard someone shout “It isn’t a stripper, it isn’t a stripper”. I know karen hates strippers, so I understood exactly what the Sister was worrying about. With that in mind, with the Sister back at the nurse’s station, the instructions from the nurse, the music playing I came out and strutted my stuff. I nearly had a baby when I saw how many people were out there. I expected about 5, there were about 10-15 I think. I didn’t even notice who was there, and the only face I caught a glimpse of was Karen and she was smiling her head off. Yay ! The Sister concerned was laughing which I was relieved at.

Here is Elvis and kp after the event :-

I later found out that kp was howling with laughter (holding her belly jobby) at the whole thing. I wished I had had the wherewithall to look at her during the event more. That would have been awesome to see, but still nice to know she really enjoyed it.

After the strip routine (with no stripping !), kp had her bath and shortly after that Michelle arrived. That’s it for today. Hopefully she will be ok tonight.