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Post date: 27-Jan-2018 19:22:20
Lucy is all packed and ready to go to Liverpool for her interviews on Tuesday. Ruth was on the phone last night checking which train she'll be arriving on, so that she can be there to meet her. Lucy was very polite and didn't say what I could see that she was thinking, which was that she could perfectly well find her own way. I told her that she shouldn't knock it, because, if her train gets delayed, she may be glad of being able to hand her stuff over to Ruth to take home, while she goes to the first day's interviews unencumbered. Ruth also told her that Dominic will come to the Medical Faculty after he finishes and will escort her back to their house. I'm sure Lucy thinks it's all a lot of fuss about nothing! I have a feeling that being made a lot of by her cousins is going to be more of an ordeal than the interviews!
Meanwhile, Jonah and I are staying the night with his sister, Sarah, in Kent. We drove down this morning and went to see his mum in the afternoon. she didn't look very well at all, if I'm honest. She's on oxygen for her breathing and is very pale and haggard. while we were there, she kept drifting off to sleep - or into unconsiouosness - and was nowhere near as bright and quick-witted as she usually is. In fact, at one point we almost thought that she'd slipped away, but then she came to again. Jonah, in his usual forthright way, collared one of the nurses and asked to be told straight what the prognosis is, but she was only able to tell him about what the nursing regimen is, and there were not doctors available to speak to him. I think he's glad that he made the effort to go down. It looks as if there may not be many more opportunities to see her now.