The silver lining in the cloud. BB’s operation was in medical terms, a success. I am not sure BB would describe it as such but medically she should have a …
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.
Did I ever tell you about my family?
Well I was born in the north, or as you may better know it, God’s country. I am the much longed for baby girl born to my poor suffering mother after she had to endure the extreme misfortune of initially giving birth to not one but a pair of smelly boys.
Twin girl is, and I mean this in the nicest possible way, a total and utter wimp.
She shrieks at spiders, shudders at loud bangs and is an appalling poor patient when ill.
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.