....... All's well.
It is.
After Wednesday, J managed to settle The AC and he appears to be fine now. He's still sad inside, and to quote him, he "always will be. Forever. but it will all be fine mummy."
And now it's 1100 on a Tuesday morning and I'm in a coffee shop having sorted out paperwork and so on. I'll go back to school in a bit and spend the afternoon planning the work I need to leave for the two weeks I'm away. A week on Friday they operate.
I'm nervous. I'll tell you, Dear Reader, as long as you don't tell a living soul. Promise?
Good.
I'm nervous. I'm full of what ifs. What if I don't wake up. What if I spasm and they cut all my tendons. What if its not that and it's a million other things. What if, what if, what if?
I'm reading the thousand gifts book at the moment. I'll upload a picture of some of the things I'm thankful for later.
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