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I try not to question why. Why out of all the people in the world this is happening to him. In dark moments it’s really hard not to ask, not to try to dissect the situation, pull it apart, look at whether something could have been done sooner to make it less, serious, less, life […]
Read MoreWhen our friends first approached me to ask what I thought about them doing something to raise money for us it made me cringe a little. I didn’t want them to think of us in a sympathetic way, didn’t want to be thought of as a family that weren’t able to cope, that needed charity. […]
Read MoreI’m waiting. I wait in traffic to and from the hospital I wait in waiting rooms with uncomfortable chairs. I wait with him for to have blood taken I wait with him for clinic, to see a doctor, or the nurse. I wait for news I wait with him for a bed We wait for […]
Read MoreI’m becoming a little obsessed with checking everyone’s temperature Well, not everyone, I’m not walking down the street armed with a thermometer checking how hot or cold people are. I check the kids at the first sign of them being under the weather and I get Mr C to check his temperature. Everyday. There’s a […]
Read MoreI wonder where your sons are you are talking of so fondly. What happened or what could be so important that they’ve been unable to be here. Or grandchildren? With 3 sons there’s surely grandchildren. I understand that families don’t always get on. They become estranged. But surely there’s someone. Someone with a few hours […]
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