Things are going well and Simon has been busy at work. Over the weekend he felt pretty bad and we thought he might be getting a cold but fortunately it passed and he is feeling fine again. Next week he starts chemo and it will be down to 10 weeks left. During that time he only has 2 weeks where he doesn't have any treatment, which sounded a little daunting at first until we worked out that out of about 70 nights he will hopefully only spend about 20 of them in hospital. When we were working this out as a good thing, we were thinking back to just over one year ago when Hugo was born and Simon had gastro so he slept on the sofa bed in the lounge. At the time it seemed horrible being separated, even though he was only a room away!

After having him home for a couple of weeks it seems hard to think of him going away again. Especially when last night at about 10pm there was a knock on the door from some drunk guy wanting a lift back to Corio! And it's so nice when he's here if I am woken by a loud noise (that's not his snoring) and I don't have to worry about what it could be. As he said, he's not sure what he would actually be able to do if it was something more than a random bump in the night, but it's just not so scary when he's here!

The infection in his leg doesn't seem to be any worse, which is obviously a relief. He's still on antibiotics for it so I'm not sure when the doctors would expect it to be gone completely. As much as I love him, I look forward to not having to change those dressings!