I've never been a 'cryey' sort of female. I'm not a drama queen at all, and am quite practical and 'sensible'.
But my God, my emotions have never been so near the surface in all my life.
After getting goodish results from my own PET scan last month, I've started to go out more, socialise more etc,
and as some of you will know, my son's biopsy results were great, so begun to pick up threads of former life.
So went to this big charity bash last night which my husband's company (not his co - he works there I mean!)
were co-hosting. It was raising money for a Children's Trust in Surrey, which rehabilitates children after accidents, illnesses, that sort of thing. It was at Sandown racecourse, and Simply Red were performing from 9pm - 10.30pm.
Took care with appearance, tried to cover crows feet etc, multilash mascara, was knocking back the red wine - THEN....
The most important speaker took the microphone - a 20 year old called Alfie, who had been knocked down by a car when he was 9 yrs old. As he told his story about how he was rushed to hospital where they told his parents he would never walk again, speak again, be able to feed himself, I could feel the tears starting. Now this lad wasn't back to how he was before his accident - he never will be. But in jerky, disjointed sentences he told how he works part-time for a shop, and his proudest thing - he ran the London Marathon this year. Well by now I was sitting at this table with about 7 people I've never met before, and I'm sobbing noisily into my blue napkin while they all pretended they didn't notice!!! I eventually got myself together, but had snot all over the blue linen, mascara all down my cheeks - it's the slightest thing now that sets me off - and yes, I have to admit, boys get to me most of all. I think it's when they feel they have to be 'manly', and brave, and inside there's still that little boy. It just gets to me. But another fantastic charitable cause. And with all the crap that's going on in the world, it reminds you that there are some wonderful people out there who devote all their time to charities like that one. Anyway, after drinking my own bodyweight in red wine, I remained boringly sober, and had to endure my husband's drunken snoring all the way home in the cab. And by the way, Mick Hucknall's voice was as good as ever. x
FormerMember
Hi Jeanie, Glad to hear you are getting out and about and that you had a good evening. I have heard about Alfie before, relayed by a volunteer at The Children's Trust which is just up the road from me. I was crying when I heard his amazing story and cannot imagine what it must have been like to have that relayed to you by Alfie himself - what a great guy and a fantastic recovery story.
Glad to hear that Mick Hucknall was as good as ever. Take care and trust that all is well with you and your son in your recovery battles.
