well babe they sort of prepared for me for the worst last week and after a few days of low you rallied round sat up and ate a plate of egg and chips and a stodgy pud - god how those hospice stodgy puds have kept you going God bless the cooks at Springhill. You'll be mad at me for chatting to you on this blog page thing but I've never wanted to talk to you more than I do now than ever before I know you think stuff like this is tosh so I do it all the more just to hear you in my head 0:( you hate those stupid text faces too 0:) you stroked my face today like you used to do every single day I miss your touch so much Chaddy watching you suffer is breaking my already broken heart you are so brave x You've been poorly today most days you find a little window of energy and pull it out of the bag but today I see sorrow in your eyes and it hurts but hey we don't have pitty parties do we? Right I will go now see you in the morning Soldier x