Pressure

It’s unlike me, but I’m getting to the stage where I’m finding it hard to keep my head above water what with one thing and another. The latest news is that Mother has been admitted to hospital with a severely infected leg. She has been in pain for several weeks now and asked to go in a while ago, but the doctor said he wanted to try antibiotics first. Obviously they haven’t worked and now she’s hooked up to all sorts in The Capio.

Will and I went to visit her today and I couldn’t help remembering my own miserable sojourn nearly two years ago. She seems in good spirits, optimistic that they’ll be able to ‘fix’ her. So far she hadn’t seen the consultant, but he’s coming this afternoon and let’s just hope we get some answers. In the meantime Will had great fun exploring a new place and cheered her up no end (as did the flowers, Vogue, Vanity Fair, Radio Times and walnut filled dates)!

He is now fast asleep in his car seat, after I managed to dash from car to front door in the driving rain without waking him up – a MIRACLE. I’m hoping he’ll stay asleep for the return dash back to the car and trip across to Amanda’s for tea. An afternoon of caffeine, lard and a herd of hyperactive babies – just what I need.