George update 2

George is getting regal pretensions. "If daily updates are issued when the Queen is ill I think you should do the same for me," is what I think he would have said if he were feeling a bit better.

Yesterday - I hardly dare say it - there were signs of improvement. He seems to be learning to cope with a tilt and wobble. He has walked a bit and eaten a bit - although he did bring up his chicken and rice last night so I guess he still has nausea too. And he cried to go out this morning to wee, which is an improvement on the night before.

His eyes look brighter and he appears more alert. So though there is a very long way to go - if he ever gets fully back to normal - there are positive signs.

I can sympathise with him. When Younger Son was a tiny baby I had vertigo. I spent a week in bed only able to get to the bathroom with eyes closed and holding on to the wall. I was breast-feeding at the time and couldn't even change sides: Husband had to turn Baby around for me. And I couldn't drive for six weeks.

The worst thing was I was stuck in bed but couldn't read! The only thing I could do was lie there and watch the roses on the wallpaper dance. When they stopped I knew I was getting better. The doctor gave me tablets for the nausea but couldn't stop the dizziness. Like permanent sea sickness. No wonder George is scared and upset.