Another relaxing day, thank goodness. After the non stop problems of last week the three of us - myself, Iona and Euan are grateful the pressure is off most of the time.

Isobel rose early, tried to make herself a drink and dropped a bottle of milk which broke. That is two mugs and a milk bottle this week. The cat had been sick in the kitchen so it was a bit of a mess. After breakfast, Isobel decided she was not going to the hospice today. Attendance is optional and I gather there is less entertainment on Thursdays. Iona came over in the morning and left after lunch at about 2pm.

I took Isobel over to Donna's at half two. Although it is only a couple of hundred yards she cannot walk it any more and refused to use the wheelchair, so I ended up driving over. While Isobel was at Donna's I continued attempts to find out what is happening regarding the neurologist's appointment at Maidstone hospital. In all it took over an hour on about seven different extensions to ascertain that no appointment has yet been made and the consultant's secretary is away until Monday. The next free appointment is on the 14th of September so a bit of arm twisting will be needed next week. After collecting Isobel's steroid prescription it was a quarter to five before I got to Donna's, where Isobel had been drinking tea and eating fondant fancies. We came home about a quarter to six.

Isobel had chili con carne and pasta for tea. She went upstairs to watch television before nine o'clock and had a bowl of ice cream about an hour and a half later, falling asleep soon afterwards.