I wouldn't have missed the last few days with my laddo for all the world. Medication free he is the person I married some 26 years ago albeit a little more delirious and not quite so with it. (I think perhaps pneumonia is setting in). But his demeanour is great, he is witty and just plain funny and yes, I have been swatting imaginary flies and shooing army battalions out of his bedroom but I don't care. I have loved every minute and will be applying to RADA next week. I have a baby monitor connecting his room with the kitchen and sometimes I hear him chuckling to himself. And then there has been his singing which, he assures me was him putting music to the weather forecast and singing the words in Indian! Just don't ask - and yes he is white British with not a hint of having ever learned a foreign language!! Of course things are going to get very bad soon and he has no true idea of what is wrong with him but, for the moment, he is pain free despite being breathless with any movement. I have kept a log of all the things he has been doing over the last few days and all the daft things he has said which he knew would make me laugh out loud - some happy memories to look back on.
Love from sammyb
Love from sammyb