My Mum had her check-up today, and from all reports it appears that she won’t need to have an operation.
I don’t want to celebrate too loudly, because
a) we still need to do one more test
b) we’ve had a crap spate of bad luck lately so this feels a little unreal, and
c) it is July.
If you don’t understand what I mean, I mean that July is generally a shit month. (I’m sorry if your birthday falls in this month, I really do, but for your sake I hope your July is on the other side of the hemisphere and filled with sunshine and birds singing, not savaging winds and Antarctic blasts). Not only is July shit weather-wise, but for me personally, it is always crap-ola city prior to my birthday month. So right now, I’m going ‘what? Reprieve?’
I will however revel quietly in the moment that on this Friday, my Mum is happy, the family is happy, and finally we have something happy to smile about.