Washed Out...

Tired and emotional.

Alan seeing Gastro Consultant tomorrow. He won't prescribe the medication we know he desperately needs without seeing him.

So tomorrow we will bundle our sick boy into the car, drive to the hospital (a round trip of over 70 miles). Sit till the end of the clinic then take Alan into a room where he will be glanced at whilst the Consultant asks us the same questions that we've already answered over the phone.

Ho hum.

On a cheerier note Alan slept in his bed last night for the first time in about 12 nights. :-)))