Not normal but happy

Yes, we are still here. Drinking chamomile tea and trying to relax and tell Wren to take it easy. He is still wobbly on his feet after naps and I am trying not to panic and think he had a stroke or is damaged neurologically. Granny and Josh say it is due to the effects of drugs and being in bed a week. He improves after being up half an hour.

We drove to the coast this afternoon. It was beautiful - brilliant blue skies, tepid weather - lovely big waves with a few surfers - and kept Wren in one place for a couple of hours. We carried him about but he loved to dig and explore the sand on his own.

Wren and Frost played being "geologists" in the pebbled sea-cliffs of Half Moon Bay. Wren said "I found it" and collected rocks. Frost collected "samples" for his collection.

Too tired to write but all is well. Of course I remain fearful - I jump at things and worry about how long this will last... I want it to be forever but its not.

Anyway, Wren had a great day. He remains anxious and won't bath. He dislikes having his belly or chest touched and does not like to change clothes. If he sees pictures of himself in hospital he says "Wren had owie."

I hope he feels better and regains his confidence and well-being soon. Being at the beach definitely helped.