Good morning everyone.
Well, maybe prayer does work. Yesterday was a rollercoaster of a day. I called an emergency ambulance early in the morning, as DH was so poorly during the night, and he was admitted to hospital. The hospital called later to say that they were doing further tests on his lungs and brain but they thought that either he'd had a stroke or the cancer had spread to the brain. They then called again to say that he was too ill to have the tests or even to go into intensive care, and basically we should come and say our goodbyes, that they had made a decision not to resuscitate him. DD3 came straight home from London and DD1 was also planning to come, even though it is a five hour round trip by car.
Anyway, just as I was walking to the station to meet DD3 at 11pm, I had a call to say that his condition had stabilised and that we did not need to go immediately but could leave it to the next day. We went anyway, me, DD2 and DD3 and although clearly DH is still very poorly, can't speak, and is on lots of oxygen etc, but he was so much better than when I called the ambulance. He even managed to give us a thumbs up sign. As you can imagine, I feel exhausted but the relief is immense and I am so pleased that he is in a place where he will be monitored and get the best treatment.
I think I have mentioned that we keep finding white feathers. Well, yesterday. DD2 found one at the bottom of her tea mug, so maybe someone is watching out for us. 