Thursday 10th September

Another good day with everything done and back at the flat by 10.30am.  We get both the consultants visit today, while we are in the recovery room.  I debriefed them following the Kinderspital and Augenklink appointments.  There is a mention of not knowing about how much eyebrow hair and eyelash hair he will lose, until 3 months time.So far it's all there I think, but it's so blonde it's hard to tell.  Thick hair is not Toby's strong point anyway, having never even had a proper haircut, prior to it all coming out from the chemo last year.   I also mention that Toby woke up in the night and had a nose bleed - not sure which came first though - the nosebleed which woke him, or waking up and then the nosebleed starting after getting upset!   Outcome was that it's all ok to continue though.  BAck to the flat for a quick play (and coffee for me!) , and then it's a trip to the 'Tierpark' - an animal park which we pass on our journey to the PSI everyday.  It's an intriguing affair when we pass it so I'm hoping it'll make an interesting afternoon, nearby, without having to get in the car. 

I take the bike, knowing it's up the hill, but it's only hills round here right?  We're not in the Alps are we?  Well...it didn't take long but the thighs could feel the hill, especially with Toby on the back!  Think we climbed over 400 feet in about a mile after leaving Bad Zurzach!  The animal park was a sorry affair, with signs up everywhere saying they needed help, if anyone fancied volunteering and selling off various bits of the bird cages.  The small cafe had more success, with a lovely view, but one couldn't help thinking it was a missed opportunity.  Toby enjoyed it though and loved seeing the goats run around, and quite enjoyed playing on the see-saw and slide.  Back down the hill at top speed (don't tell Kyle - he thinks I go to fast, but Toby is still shouting 'faster' from the back seat!) and then a tootle along to the next village, with Toby searching for trains.  Ah, the innocence, ah the earache about when the next train is coming (only 2 an hour means a whole lot of waiting for him!).

Skyped the in-laws to see and speak to Sam (who's staying with them this week).  Seems he has been out on his bike around a lake at some nature park, and hasn't had time to miss us at all.  He's excited though at the prospect of coming out tomorrow to see us, and the idea of the treatment finishing.  We've decided it is now safe to tell him we plan to have a few days holiday at the end, when he can get to do some fun things, and him not be dragged around the PSI and the hospital with too much regularity.  We'll have to make one trip back for chemo, but the other days will belong to us properly at least.