Whenever my wife is away (which is rarely) I can never sleep in our bed, call it love, comfort, missing a warm body to cuddle, habit, an affliction or addiction (I'm addicted to her really). Any how, I could not sleep, THEN the text at 2.15 am....'surgery now, pressure building up'. Oh, ahhhhhhh, ooooh, and so I had very little sleep once again.

In the morning (2.30 am) there were practical things to do, email work, phone work (leave a message) I really could not face talking to them at 7 am and speaking to them in person. Then at at around 6 am I went go round to my mum and got my son ready for school. But what would you say to a little boy who understands lots? You sis has had surgery (I didn't know what had been done)? Mum is not coming home for a few days? Or you sister is ill and you should see here in a few days.

To be honest I can't remember who took my son to school whoever it was I am sorry I have forgotten, please do not be insulted and please understand that some days and moments were foggy. If it was a friend, thank you very much, if it was my mum, ta.