P.S.

I just want to say thank you to everyone that sent all good wishes and those that prayed for our son. All I can say is, it worked. I thank you from the deepest recesses of my heart. I also thank the good woman that sent cake and preserves. We were absolutely shattered had very little in the way of ready food and were just about to head out the door again. That sugar boost was most welcome.

The boy does well. He came to knitting today, no amount of persuasion will convince him that knitting is indeed a fine hobby and one he should take up immediately if not sooner. Shame really because he has such a good eye, that if he were to take it up I am sure he would be brilliant at it and probably become one of those famous designers we would all like carefully tucked away, just there to answer questions or give us inspiration.

Then we hopped onto a bus which took us the few miles to our nearest City and had lunch at the Noodle Bar, huge portions, he managed his better than I managed mine! Bought books at Waterstones, and hopped back on a bus which brings us straight back to our very own door. It was peeing with rain for most of our trip and I swung from being absolutely giddy with delight to having the odd break down and sobbing in the street. The flashbacks from everything that has gone on are vivid, the what if’s and images of nursing and letting go of a dying boy are particularly vibrant in colour in my imagination. When I sleep my dreams are full of hospitals, operations and images of the pain the boy was in. Its awful, not as awful as it could have been, but pretty bad, I am hoping it will get better. Maybe more trips out with the boy are what is needed.

Thank you all again,

love Mandy.

4 thoughts on “P.S.

  1. amelia says:

    I cannot imagine what you had been going through and I was thinking about you constantly. I have a son who is now 32 and all I could think about was how I would feel in your place and I know I wouldn't want to live.I am so thrilled for you all and can well imagine the horrors that invade your night and that hopefully will fade a little over time.Have lots of trips out with your boy and try to enjoy every single minute and thank God for wrong diagnoses!!

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  2. Carie says:

    Well wouldn't you be responsive if you were being pestered by a lot of people with pointy sticks! We're all still so thrilled and thankful for you and the family.

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  3. Angie says:

    I keep returning here… I just can't think how to say, what I want to say… I ache for you, shed tears for you… but you don't need to know that… my gosh it's been awful for you all… you know that too… I want to tell you you're amazing and brave… but you're a Mum, so you know that too, I should have stayed quiet eh… guess I want to say… hang on in there or something, but you have no choice… I'm thinking of you… Angie, quite lost for words but meaning well.

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