I retrieved the Micra from Plumstead this afternoon, it sailed through the MOT and needed only routine work done on it. I drove it in to the Centre and saw Isobel just before 5pm.

She had only eaten part of her breakfast, but had a pot of balanced supplement later. She could not be woken at lunchtime and did not eat any of her lunch. Nor could she be woken for her mid-afternoon paracetemol. When I arrived I found I could wake her easily and got her to take the paracetemol, which is in 150ml water. Tea arrived with a much larger than usual main course. Isobel ate this with no problems; nor did she have any problems with the black cherry yogurt dessert. She drank a beaker of juice without difficulty but was very tired immediately afterwards. When awake she had been fairly responsive but did not speak. She seemed comfortable. She fell deeply asleep at about twenty past six. I sat with her for a few minutes and then came home at half six.

I went to Keith and Liz's for dinner. The meal, as usual, was excellent, just a simple concoction of mince, whole onions, mixed veg and boiled potatoes. We watched rugby and some very poor boxing on television. I have been tired since mid afternoon and had a lot of asthma related breathing difficulties which rather spoiled the evening for me. Keith said that Isobel surfaced for just a few minutes when they visited yesterday but was moderately responsive when awake.