High Dependency Unit

Father-in-law is pysically much better - so much so that he has been moved to a regular ward from the High Dependency Unit. I like that term - it can be applied to various aspects of my life - colleagues at work are High Dependency Units, they seem to rely on me. My progeny are High Dependency Units - although that comes with the territory and I don't begrudge them my care and attention for one minute. Certain parts of my anatomy are High Dependency Units - they crave attention and often! Anway back to Father-in-law - we were somewhat surprised to see police officers on the ward. He isn't some high ranking government official or superspy. It transpired that they were actually there guarding victims of a gang related shooting from the previous night. It's great living in a big city isn't it? Although recovering physically, he does still seem very confused about what's happened, and his short term memory seems to have been fritzed. The staff assured us that this is perfectly normal and there should be no long term effects. My wife doesn't seem convinced by this, but I'm trying to keep the spirits high. I'm thankful for the current pregnancy and son's return to school, this is keeping her pretty much occupied, and stops bad thoughts. I need to come up with a masterplan for the weekend to give everyone a good time. Time for the thinking cap.