I find myself writing this with tears in my eyes. Chris is now in his own room in the palliative care ward. Things are as pleasant as they can be and the staff are very caring. He is conscious for periods of time and I can see that some recognition is present. With close friends around him yesterday, he managed to give a smile, wittnessed by all present. I shall cherish that.
Paul came up with our 4 grandchildren for them to see their poppy. They were aware of how sick poppy was but wanted to see him. It was interesting to see their reactions as they faced the probability of not seeing Chris again. He means a lot to them and has been an important part in their young lives.
I had some time with Chris on my own. This time is precious and so bitter sweet.
Ian had a few hours alone with his dad after I left and Robyn went up about 11:30 to stay overnight.
I was touched by the kindness of Laura’s mum who made a casserole for us which was very welcome last night. Thankyou Cathy.
Joans jottings 