Didn’t eat much more than a couple of pancakes today. The morphine did wear off and I felt miserable. Even the pancakes (it’s ‘Pancake Tuesday’!) didn’t do the trick. This keyhole surgery stuff is pretty disappointing. At least with a big cut across your body you have something to show for and people feel with you. With a couple of small holes covered by a simple plaster, nobody really believes that you just had an operation… Bit of a disappointment.

Anyhow, back to normal.

Loads of visitors and therapists today, with some ‘presents’ for Pádraig. Among them this really brilliant cup.

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It shows that details really matter: its opening is oval, it is transparent, it has a detachable large footprint, and a really large handle. Whoever designed this simple mug earned themselves a design award. The first cup that will allow Pádraig to hold a cup and be guided using it.

The other picture tonight is one I took on the way to the hospital yesterday. When I found the envelope with the writing in my pocket I stopped and took a picture of it on the street because I was afraid I might loose it in the hospital. Pat wrote her name on the envelope and it was the first word Pádraig read and recognised, as far as we know.

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My second night upstairs in a row. Won’t have to get up to turn Pádraig. I’m not really that far away, but I miss him. Thanks to everyone for all their good wishes. I was told it would take a few days, maybe a week and I should be ok again. – Can’t wait.