Off to Great Ormond Street in less than a week, and it is making me very nervous and miserable. It will probably end the same way it always does, but there is a chance they will want to do some tests for J and see if his stomach is still inflamed. If they do that, we could be back on the rocky road of hopitals and this time we have F to think about too, and Rob not getting paid if he takes time off from work. I think my head might explode, and I want to move house.
On a lighter note, we are off to Muvver's this evening for a birthday weekend, with all this sisters present. This could be very explosive, after the fireworks of last time, which include one sister snogging another's husband. So for this reason, there are no men allowed. Very sensible I think!
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