Comfortable

Pads' bed is so comfy and easy to adjust, he's happy to stay there - wasn't interested in another trip to the caravan in Porthcawl when we suggested it yesterday. We certainly couldn't offer the same level of comfort out at Trecco Bay and so much time is spent in bed now. On Saturday, we said goodnight at 7:30pm and he slept, with only a break for taking the morning medication, until 3:10pm on Sunday. He's been more awake yesterday and today.
He's needed two lots of breakthrough pain relief this morning (90mg of Sevredol) although there's no indication that the needle is making the injection site 'unhappy', so the MDT meeting tomorrow may well result in putting the syringe driver dose up again.
I'd popped in to work this morning briefly for a IT lab 'drop-in' session. A conversation with a colleague in the library reminded me of why I enjoy my job but, starting my 5th week on a 'fit note', I was glad to get back home. There I made Pads a cuppa and played him Bob Dickie's latest 'vodcast'. Pads was especially struck by Pastor Bob's reciting of Mr Higham's hymn, Great is the Gospel of our glorious God, 'beautiful', he said repeatedly. We're all very concerned for Bob and Mary, his wife, as she's undergoing treatment for cancer at the moment. This is my compilation from when they visited last year for a fellowship reception.

Positive

Pads has been worried by terrible itching today. This came over him last week and having a bath was enough to sort it. But this time he's had all the drugs too and finally the piriton has given him the relief of sleep.
He's had a great weekend. When we found out that the Brain Tumour Support Group trip was to St Clare's near Carmarthen, that seemed to be a big ask. When we heard they would be out all day, departing at 9:30 and returning at 5:30pm we could hardly imagine him coping. When we put it to him, he simply replied, 'I always go'. Fair enough. On the day he not only went and had a great time (albeit sleeping on the bus), when he came back he went out to the fellowship tea organised for Pastor Bob Dickie and his wife Mary. Even after that he was lively.

We thought he'd pay for it the next day but he was fine, and came out for a remarkable evening service where Bob Dickie preached about the resurrection. He pointed out that no-one had ever successfully challenged the historicity of Jesus' resurrection and that we were left with no excuses, since Jesus rose from the dead, we are compelled to accept his words as truth. But what a glorious hope we have, whatever condition your body is in tonight, 'we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is.' 1 John 3:2