a nice day....

As said earlier by Melinda we had a nice day. Phil woke up and chatted to everyone. Nice memories for all involved. Lots of hugs...Phil even told someone a recipe that he had cooked recently. His vision was good, made obvious by the fact he could tell that I have had my dreads fixed at the hairdressers, and his sense of humour still definately intact.

When asked he said he was very comfortable. I went up this afternoon and he was sleeping deeply, snoring quietly. He looked peaceful.

Meanwhile back at the Guilford household (2 minutes around the corner...we are in Warragul for friends who are wondering).... I received a text message to say that a chicken had escaped....Mel asked to tell the story...here she is....

So we were at home when we got a phone call from the next door neighbor telling us that there was a chicken loose in their back yard. We have had a few issues lately with escaped chickens, so nine (the exact number required for chicken catching) of us headed over, the task was made more difficult by Johnson, trying to be helpful made random realistic chicken noises...which Ben and I were listening to intently, only to find there was so chicken there. With much chasing, bush squashing and with some expert work from myself (mel), ben and sam clements, and cheering from many others, the chicken was soon in my arms. Just a little drama to add to our day :)

About to eat a lamb roast cooked by Johnson....signing off Kris xx

P.s. an explanation worthy moment...

The other day Phil woke up and asked for herbs....he wasn't quite making sense, so a put my hand on his shoulder and asked him again...and he said "I want some marijuana..."...then a few minutes later when the nurse came in with some panadol he said "I don't want panadol, I want marijuana, something that will actually work"......

where did this come from...well (im looking up Phil's facebook right now...i wrote him a post about it)....I had a dream a couple of months ago that Phil was given medicinal cannabis from his oncologist and we smoked it together... hehehe...and he remembered. :) In my dream it was all his idea, and you wouldn't deny a sick child his wish now...would you......