Last night my dh me if I fanced a day out tomorrow. What he hadn't said was that the day out would start with a ride in an ambulance with flashing lights and a howling siren. Keith had a stroke this morning and we've spent the day in the Stroke Unit at Durham. Marc, Simon and Alix have all been with me and together we've rejoiced as slowly the droopy face and slurred speech improved.
He's not totally back to normal but tomorrow will tell whether or not he has recovered all functionality. I am quietly confident he will have. I just hope he doesn't ask me again if I fancy a day out.