I went in to the Centre at mid-day and met Iona in the car park. Isobel was asleep when we arrived. Her dinner arrived shortly after. We were unable to wake her and she did not eat any dinner apart from a couple of part spoonfuls of custard that Iona managed to get into her - it was necessary to stimulate a swallowing action by external massage in order to clear this from her mouth.

I spoke to Alex who had tried to feed her breakfast. He said that she had never woken fully and all he had managed to get her to eat was was four teaspoonfuls of porridge. She had managed to drink.

After a further useless attempt we abandoned attempts to feed Isobel. There was a day like this last week and Isobel was better the next day, hopefully tomorrow will be better. Iona and I left at just before half one; visits such as this are very depressing,