turkey dinner for lunch tomorrow. How good is that?
OK, that’s the first thing Rosie has asked me to tell you. The second is that at 7.00pm this evening, Rosie froze, grasped her side and started grimacing. She was unable to speak so Toby positioned himself with sickbowl, and I made my way to call the nurses . . . when she sighed and handed over a sticky ECG thing which she’d had stuck to her since Sunday and had just pulled off. Oh, how we laughed.
So, as you can see, she is a little stronger today. She met a brilliant palliative care doctor who really did focus on quality of life and helping her (and us) feel safe and supported. She can tell you more herself, hopefully soon.