Joining the jet set
Firstly, thank you to everyone who joined in our "Quentin Day" on Wednesday. It was great to receive your emails and to read your blog comments - as well as to feel very loved all day Wednesday, in spite of the absence of my Valentine...
...Quent was in Germany last week, on a course he has been very keen to do for months and months. In fact, the very first thing he did when told he had a lump on his kidney was to put BACK his CT scan because it clashed with his course. He did see sense (helped by a couple of friends' expressive language), brought the scan forward again and was being operated on when the course happened. Suffice to say, he was pleased to be on the 2007 version and I was delighted for him too.
He returned to the UK looking tired, but better than I had expected (Thanks, no doubt, to the Quentin Day and a series of early nights in the hotel). As soon as he caught sight of Quent, Oakley dumped his scooter and nearly flew across the terminal into Quent's arms. There then followed a small battle for attention, with Oakley telling me at one point to "go downstairs and chat to yourself".
On Sunday, it's back to the airport again - we have booked a week's skiing holiday in Tignes, France. Apparently it's relatively "snowsure" and there's plenty to do in the centre, if Oakley doesn't take to the skiing.
But before that (tomorrow morning), it's back to the hospital to see Dr Savage.
...Quent was in Germany last week, on a course he has been very keen to do for months and months. In fact, the very first thing he did when told he had a lump on his kidney was to put BACK his CT scan because it clashed with his course. He did see sense (helped by a couple of friends' expressive language), brought the scan forward again and was being operated on when the course happened. Suffice to say, he was pleased to be on the 2007 version and I was delighted for him too.
He returned to the UK looking tired, but better than I had expected (Thanks, no doubt, to the Quentin Day and a series of early nights in the hotel). As soon as he caught sight of Quent, Oakley dumped his scooter and nearly flew across the terminal into Quent's arms. There then followed a small battle for attention, with Oakley telling me at one point to "go downstairs and chat to yourself".
On Sunday, it's back to the airport again - we have booked a week's skiing holiday in Tignes, France. Apparently it's relatively "snowsure" and there's plenty to do in the centre, if Oakley doesn't take to the skiing.
But before that (tomorrow morning), it's back to the hospital to see Dr Savage.
posted by Helen at 2/19/2007 10:28:00 pm
2 Comments:
Have a fantastic time skiing. Keeping my fingers crossed for some good snow for you.
Bob
With a name like Oakley, he has to like skiing - half the gear has got his name on!
Thinking of you at the doc's this morning, hoping for good news to take on hols with you.
Ed
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