Just back from taking DS to Oxford! An old (Oxford) friend of mine drove us as (people may remember from previous thread) DH has a recently-discovered brain tumour and is not able to drive and I don't. DS's room is lovely - on the third floor in a conference centre bit of the college, so in fairly good nick and with some great views. And he has an en-suite. We helped him unpack and went to have lunch and get him a gown etc and then he showed us and friend around the college. A bit before 4, when various events were due to start he pretty much ushered us out of the college, after very heartfelt hugs and declarations of love, which is not usual at all. He has been out of contact since, so clearly still involved in the fairly full agenda of getting-to-know you events the freshers' committee had set up.
We were fine all the way back (in torrential rain), having lovely chat with friend, but I had a huge wobble the moment we came into the oddly quiet and echoing house. I've managed to avoid bursting into tears but a close thing. I'm pretty sure he'll be ok, and the college is small and seems very caring, but it will be hard to get used to his absence. It has been very useful reading all of your experiences in the earlier threads.
One distraction is that we heard today that we are finally going to meet with the haematology team tomorrow to hear the results of DH's scans. We don't yet have a formal diagnosis, so it will be good to hear what the plans are after waiting since August when the tumour was first discovered. The nurse in charge of his care told him today that the results would be 'very good news', which is unheard of for them to say. I am trying not to get too optimistic.