I went on Holiday recently to an old favourite spot of mine and my mother's, Crete. We decided to go on a nice little holiday for a week; 12th of June to the 19th of June.

 It got off to a pretty good start, Lazing around at the pool, shopping for Cherries and tasting the local cuisine in the restaurants dotted around the area of Koutoulafari which we were staying in. It was lovely, except for all the football that was playing in every restaurant and local pub on the WHOLE island. 

 We had just come up from the pool on the Monday, I went to have a shower and my mom was cleaning and drying out our clothes on the large balcony that we had at our apartment. Next thing I know, I turn off the water to hear screaming. I grabbed a towel and begun to dry myself off, then getting dressed as I listened to what sounded like some form of animal cry or someone in a lot of pain. 

 It wasn't until I heard my name being called that I realised what it was. It was MY MOTHER!! I rushed out as one of the other holiday makers rushed up the steps to see what was happening. I find my mother, lying on the floor, clutching her left shoulder in pain as she tried to pull herself up. I didn't know what had happened but one look at the floor that she was lying on told me all I needed to know; she'd obviously fallen and injured herself.

The holiday makers quickly got security and I had to help my mother enter the apartment. Then I had to rush and get our insurance forms, money, passports and our mobile phones. The Ambulance arrived within 5 to 10 minutes and we were carted down to the Medicare centre in the main town, Hersonnissos.

The next day, we returned down to the Medicare Centre where we were then dragged to a Private Hospital in Heraklion which we had to stay in for the next 2 days.

My mother had to get a screw in her shoulder because of her dislocated collarbone that had been caused by the fall. I made a good day out of it though! There was a Museum nearby that I ended up visiting and I spent the rest of the last day running around, looking for food that might just be better than the food in the Hospital! 

Now back in Ireland, I'm glad to say my Mother is getting better and being as stubborn as ever! She got her stitches removed and she's on the road to a full recovery, which is good for me since I won't have to do everything for her for much longer!!