We had another wet bed saga at 4am. Isobel woke at various times during the night but refused to go to the toilet as "I don't want to and I don't need to" with inevitable results. She moved into the spare room again afterwards and slept until after seven.

I took Euan to Gravesend in the late morning and Isobel came as well. We collected Iona and her dog on the way back. After lunch we went to Bexley Park Woods for an hour or so. Isobel was very grumpy about being in the wheelchair, although she could not have walked a tiny fraction of the distance we covered. She walked the last fifty yards back to the car and had difficulty with that. We dropped Iona off at her house and then came home. Isobel was tired, her balance was about the same as yesterday but her walking seemed weaker. On the other hand her speech was better than for most of last week. There does not seem to be any pattern to these changes.

After several cups of coffee we went to collect Euan from Gravesend. Isobel had cod in butter sauce, chips, onion rings and a selection of green vegetables for dinner. She washed dinner down with three half glasses of red wine, from a rather nice half bottle of tempranillo left over from Christmas. She rarely drinks alcohol, but enjoyed this. Isobel watched television during the evening, dozing on the sofa and probably sleeping for about two hours in total before going up to bed late, at almost midnight.

It is an important day tomorrow, seeing the neurology consultant. I hope he comes up with some bright idea although I fear he will simple say that Isobel's deterioration is due to cumulative damage.