Thank you, both. I wish you could meet her, as she really is the only star, in all this mullarkey
We have had a mixture of rain spit-spots and sunshine breaks this afternoon, and as we were talking on the telephone and I was outside, there was a BEAUTIFUL rainbow!! Me, forever like the excitable child..."Can ya see it, Flower??!! Can Ya?!! Can Ya??!" (as she lives 3 miles away) and she hoofed outside and was awestruck like me, as it was an absolute corker!!! All sorts of cool colours, right over by her house!! xx
We've got hospital tomorrow morning 9.30. She drives totally normally now, and her lack of booby with the seat belt, is not an impediment at all. She still does not feel lopsided. We laugh, when we shouldn't, but then never mind, as we were never the most politically correct people on the planet lol- as she has to have 2 'normal' softies in her bra. She always did have a magnificent rack and nothing's changed xx
I know tomorrow, she is scared about it, She'd never admit that. It's going to be, to be honest, the best thing, as she's lived in limbo and it's all this hassle, as she wants to know, for her work as she's back doing 4 day weeks even now, with a Doctor's Note that signs her off until September. I know, I know, don't even start about how she should be resting up! If you want to hoof down here, and tell Bird that yourselves, please- be my guest!! xxx xxx
So, tomorrow, we will know the lay of the land. Dates and all that, and what has Flower been doing today? Sorting out one of her spare rooms, in case I need a place to live, after I leave the pub at end of August. She's sweet, she's tough, she's the real deal, she drives banger cars like a demon, she never panics, she's infuriating sometimes when she won't let me fuss over her, she loves the sunshine, she laughs constantly, she laughs about how I am totally freaking out about maybe having to change her grandchild's nappies if she's not going to be well enough and I have to have a crash course in stinky poo stuff, she reminisces with me, and she dreams too, about the future,she'll tell you if you are wrong dead straight and no flannel, but she boxes your corner always, always,always when she loves you, ...and she's my darling girl xxxx
Edited by sarah snow, 06 August 2012 - 12:08 AM.