Sunday night saw us in A&E again.,this time for eight hours and we arrived home around 4,30am. You would think after a night spent sitting on an uncomfortable chair in a bed bay trying to get help for my husband , l would relish the chance to sleep in my own bed. Yet here l am ,wide awake, wondering what to say to the GP if we can get an appointment tomorrow. I do all the things l am supposed to do., set aside a particular time for strategizing, make the bedroom a Cancer free zone where l pretend we have not been living' thru the looking glass' for the past 13 months. I am tired but here l am, nearly 5am, needing to be up at 7am to take our daughter to the station for her daily commute, wide awake.
