It was good news! J's scan was clear. He didn't get to speak to the consultant unfortunately as they kept missing each other, but his advice from the go-between secretary was to consult his GP about the pain. So there you go.
There was a massive exhale of breath felt all over the north of England on Monday night as family and friends were relayed the news. And battle-scarred, rather exhausted, somewhat bewildered, but delighted, we go on.
Whoever would have thought that the aftermath would be like this? What an up and down year it has been, and I don't know if that is because of our personalities or if it is like this for everyone in remission, but it's certainly been a lot more difficult, physically and emotionally, than I might have anticipated (and that's just me the bystander!!!). But I am so so grateful that he's still ours and he's not going anywhere...for now (superstition requires the disclaimer at the end!!)....
