The highs and lows of living with a brain tumour.
Sorry, what? Sarah was right. Once the bell was rung, I could feel the tiredness kicking in even as we walked back to the car park. It was that release of something being over and done with, the breathing out when you didn't even realise you'd been holding your breath. I tried to make sure... Continue Reading →
Saturday morning arrived with me trussed up like a Shredded Wheat in an array of wires after sleeping attached to a gazillion monitors. A team of 3 managed to disentangle the mess, and then a steady stream of visitors arrived, including A and the kids, coming back early from visiting his parents despite my protestations... Continue Reading →
Not today, Satan. Not today. 