My daughter had good day yesterday, my wife, unfortunately she had her ups and downs. My daughter was bright any sunny, she had her favorite visitor her brother . He turned up in the afternoon and proceeded to take out most of the toys in on of GOSH play rooms and give them to the little one. She loved seeing him, she glowed, he was thrilled. It was more like going to a play house than  visiting someone in hospital.

Putting him to bed was different matter. He was slightly unsettled, then there was the crying, he said 'I miss my sis. When is mummy and sis coming home?' After a while, a chat, a pat on the back, a cuddle and reminding him that when he played with his sis, gave her a kiss and drew pictures for her it was helping to make her strong and better. After that he settle down into a deep, restful sleep. He woke up full of energy waking me up at 5.30 roaring to go.And while he was sleeping soundly the chemotherapy has started.