I went up this morning to see Simon and he is finding it all quite hard. He's been in hospital now for seven days, and unable to move for six of those. The carpel tunnel is driving him nuts and he is feeling pretty sad. His right hand feels like it might not be as bad as it was, but the left one still feels too sore to do much with. And he's not sleeping too well which make the days even longer.

This morning he was told that they might put a cast on him so that he could start to practice on crutches. He waited all day, but nothing happened. It makes it harder when they don't even come and tell you it won't be done, they just leave you waiting and hoping all day. Now he's not sure if it will be done tomorrow because of the public holiday.

They let him sit in a chair today which he found even less comfortable than the bed! As Carolyn said "be careful what you pray for!". Some of his friends are going up to play games with him tonight so that will be nice for him to take his mind off it all for a while.

It is starting to feel like a really long time and will hopefully make the chemo hospital stays in the future, seem really short. We miss him so much and it's hard not being together as a family each day, but the doctors are really happy with the way it's going so far which is really, really good.