Deja vu

Heading back up to Addenbrookes after a flying visit home to refuel, shower and change. All this seems so surreal yet strangely familiar.
The afternoon report from the hospital is that sedation has been stopped but Mum is taking her time coming around. I don't know whether this is a good or bad thing. In fact I'm almost as in the dark as I was this time yesterday.
The doctors never seem to give a straight answer (is that a module they have to pass while at med school?)
It's quite frustrating as I just don't know what to mentally prepare for. I'm hoping by the time I get back to the hospital there might be some news.
I've got a bed in the relatives lodge (hopefully) so no dreadful Travelodge. In fact if even if I don't have a bed I'd rather sleep on the wipe-down chairs in the family room than pay 70 quid for that excuse for a hotel room.