Light snow was falling at 9am this morning. By half nine it seemed a bit heavier and weather forecasts were promising a belt of heavy snow advancing across southern England and reaching this area in an hour or so. I decided to go into the Center this morning as it might be impossible later. As soon as I left the house the snow stopped and there were no problems on the roads, with the exception of ice beneath snow cover on the first few yards of Darenth Road South which required some care. The weather had delayed some Centre staff and they were behind schedule with their morning tasks when I arrived just after 10am, although Isobel had eaten breakfast they were about to wash and dress her. We postponed this task for half an hour until I had gone. Isobel was awake and alert. Her speech was fair, about the same as yesterday. She ate a banana , a few grapes and a large slice of cake. Just before I left at a quarter to eleven, the nurse confirmed that Boots had phoned to confirm the anti-biotic were en route from Dartford.

The promised snow again failed to arrive during the day. Keith and Liz popped in for a visit in the afternoon but found Isobel soundly asleep and gently snoring (the result of the chest infection). They only stayed for twenty minutes as they did not like to wake Isobel. (For future visits, and for other visitors, the best course is to ask the nurses if there is any reason why you should not wake Isobel. Usually it will be OK to wake her.)

I arrived again at the Centre half an hour after Keith and Liz had left. The roads were clear, even Darenth Lane South had improved. Isobel was now taking the anti-biotics and had been seen again during the afternoon by Dr Mohan; she thought that the chest was not a serious problem and the increased sleepiness was largely the result of tumour progression.

I woke Isobel up for her tea, this was not as difficult as the last couple of times I have done this. Isobel had two rounds of ham and cheese sandwiches followed by peaches and cream. With her mug of tea she had a banana and some grapes. Her speech was a little better than in the morning, although still not back to the standard of a couple of weeks ago. She was cheerful and alert. I felt very happy to see her so much improved in the last two days compared to the sudden deterioration in her condition at the start of the week. Isobel had a few more grapes before I left her watching television as I went home at twenty to seven.