Train into Lisbon was fine, managed to find the hospital after one wrong road, then found a decent cafe and had lunch.
Found where Grumpy had to be and then saw the doc only 25 minutes late
Which didn't bother us, as we had loads of time before the train home
He had to strip off and was checked all over. The upshot is that he'll be having surgery on 7 November - it could have been 3 October, but as we are going away the following day, the doc said it would be best to wait.
We can have transport up and down to Lisbon - saving on doing the train
and he has an appointment for February, as a follow up.
The doc is also going to take a biopsy of something on Grumpy's back, the was looked four/five years ago and was okay - then.
Back to the cafe for a coffee then strolled to the station, which was rammed
There was nowhere to sit, so we sat on some stairs, checking the time and the board. No sign of our train, so went to the ticket office and asked. A few problems, he said, but get to platform four and it will be called, but running a little late.
A little late was 45 minutes
Getting home in the pitch black wasn't too nice, but now having a relaxing glass of wine.
I should add that we left at 9.00 this morning and got home at 9.45 pm.