The Hospital 11:35 PM

We journeyed to see my sister. The lil guy fell asleep in the car and woke up as soon as we arrived at his house. He was glad to see his dad. He played on his new bike in the kitchen. We journeyed as a convoy to the hospital.

3pm: We walked through the ward. The lil guy saw his mum first and went sheepish as he saw her. She stood up and called him over. They hugged. My sister kept her right hand near her right boob - it was obviously tender. 3 tubes filled with Morse-code patterns of blood lead from her stomach to a pillowcase of a bag. She introduced us to a few of her fellow patients - one with recently removed facial cancer. The lil guy was too overcome with seeing his mum to respond to the usual cute remarks made towards him by strangers.
We left around 5pm. The lil guy wanted to stay with his mum, then with his dad. But all the reasons had been explained to him. He didn’t cry and as soon as he kissed his mum and went out of the door soon found something to do - as we went past a row of chairs he found the need to touch his hand on every one of them :) . In the car he was sad and quiet. I got him to eat a little bit. He eventually fell asleep on the journey home too.

23:51: Nothing from Lisa. Did she turn up today at the training centre I wonder?