I have been a bit wary of writing this, I am afraid of jinxing the good, but since his last hospitalisation, despite having another 3 lots of anti biotics, he really seems to have steadied out. Hes no better, but he's certainly no worse, the nurse says she thinks he's plateaued. I dont know how long its gonna last, but its certainly good while its here. The stairlift is a godsend, it has given him back his independance, if he wants to go upstairs now, he goes, instead of using the commode , much better for his pride. He goes to daycare at the hospice, which is just down the road from us, he gets picked up and dropped off, I've told him if he paints a picture I'll put it where I used to put the kids pictures, on the fridge for a day then line the walls of the bin lol.theres card games and dominoes, and he gets a 3 course lunch, and plenty of lady volunteers to flirt with, good job its only one day a week, or he might make me redundant. while hes there tomorrow, I'm doing ladies wot lunch with my daughter and grandaughter, as long as it doesnt flipping snow.