Dear BB,
The last few weeks have flown by and suddenly your operation is less than a breath away. The doctors have told me you should be in theatre for four to five hours but have warned it will feel like eternity, I remember last time, I know it will taste like forever.
I’m just a mum, one of far too many, all sitting in a brightly lit children’s play area secluded in the corner of the hospital.
Why go sledging of course…. One week to go until BB’s operation: we are over the moon she got to go sledging before she goes into spica!
At times it feels like I am being punished by the big man in the sky.
Not content with sending epilepsy and ddh into my family it seems I have a new ailment to contend with. One that again doesn’t seem to have any cure.
My smallest child has the ability to emotionally destroy me, she can break my heart with a simple action.