Today is the day that we get a visit from S-I-L. I'm not completely convinced she will actually arrive but she's due at 11.50. I've already planned to go out alone when she gets here and leave her with her brother to talk to him, to convince herself he hasn't grown a second head, he's not green - in fact he hasn't changed at all, he has a somewhat sharper hair style and looks like Bruce Willis in the Die Hard films, sometihng I have been laughing at for the past week, but that's it.
I hope she deals with it I really do, part of me is just scared that she'll upset him and herself and then stay away for the next 3 months until I can guarantee that 'normal' has returned, but what if I can't? What if we never meet normal again? Is she just going to disappear and be a voice at the end of the phone and how am I going to explain that to our daughter?
Yesterday the consultants secretary rang to say that wet fish is on holiday so my request that we just had M's bloods done and left without seeing him wouldn't get answered until clinic day, I'd made the request because 1. M hates that waiting area, 2. I hate that waiting area, 3. It's not worth waiting if everything's ok and 4 we have one employee off and I have a VAT return to do. So the lovely lady had spoken to another consultant who is prepared to see us before clinic and ring if there's a problem with the bloods - hurray, no three hour trip for five minutes, I must see what else I can come up for the next clinic visit - best start planning now!
Why do they make you sit for hours with other sick people who may have all sorts of infections when you are most prone to infection? I don't get that at all, I would have thought they would be doing everyone a favour to get people in and out as quickly as possible because to be fair most people are there because they're ill and most will be carrying something that someone else shouldn't get. Just a thought and to be fair I'm not going to change the way they work as much as I'd like to. But never mind one battle won, on to winning the war xx
