Paul has likened this past week or so to when we were in Croatia several years ago we drove into a tunnel. The tunnel went on and on and on, he thought he was never going to get to the other end. Six and a half kilometres later we did. Well he is not at the end of this tunnel yet, but he is at least feeling like there might be some light at the end.
Today saw him at the ophthalmologist for his second visit. Although the whites of his eyes have taken a beating, they believe that the corneas have thankfully escaped damage.
He is still suffering a lot with his mouth, so today he told the doctor “you stop this pain in my mouth, I will do the rest – I am hungry and want to eat”. This is the first time Paul has had the urge to eat for as long as my recent memory recalls.
These are all baby steps, but at least things seem to be moving in the right direction.