We had originally been scheduled to have further tests and consults for Ashley on Wednesday but these were cancelled by the hospital which left us with a free day. We decided to take the kids to Ballarat, a gold fields city about an hour out of Melbourne.
Ballarat is known as the birthplace of the nation, a place synonymous with the Eureka Stockade, Ned Kelly and the gold rush. It’s a beautiful historic town. They have a pioneer town there – a replica of what the town was like originally and you can have a try panning for gold. Mind you India was the only one really interested in this activity.
Ballarat is also the home to a memorial for all Australian prisoners of war. Both Steve’s father and grandfather are listed on it so we took the kids to visit. There we had a drama. As Ashley’s condition is deteriorating she is having a lot more falls. As we were looking at the memorial she suddenly pitched head first into what would have been a shallow pool, but mercifully was empty, narrowly missing hitting her head on the stone. She went into shock, shaking, vomiting and momentarily losing her memory. Not quite the ending to our trip that we were hoping for. She’s all ok now though and looking forward to coming home.