More Pressing Matters
Well, it seems that the bellydancing class was a short lived phenomenon. *snivel*
Mac has taken a turn for the worse, so I can hardly be off having fun while he writhes in agony by himself.
After almost 4 months of waiting for diagnosis via the NHS, desperation has finally forced us to go private. He’s being rushed in for major open surgery on his kidney on Friday – that’s just a week since his first private appointment.
We are so lucky to be in a position to take this option; the alternative doesn’t bear thinking about.
I think I’ll bury my head in the sand about the actual surgery for a while yet though.
As for the bellydancing, it's merely been postponed...
*la la la shimmie shimmie jingle jangle*
Mac has taken a turn for the worse, so I can hardly be off having fun while he writhes in agony by himself.
After almost 4 months of waiting for diagnosis via the NHS, desperation has finally forced us to go private. He’s being rushed in for major open surgery on his kidney on Friday – that’s just a week since his first private appointment.
We are so lucky to be in a position to take this option; the alternative doesn’t bear thinking about.
I think I’ll bury my head in the sand about the actual surgery for a while yet though.
As for the bellydancing, it's merely been postponed...
*la la la shimmie shimmie jingle jangle*
2 Comments:
I don't have anything to say about this post (which makes it quite naughty to post a comment, as I am not....if you get what I mean).
But i intend on viewing your blog with some frequency, and always believed snooping was read. So here I am. You shant see much of me, but I will read most of your blog when I get time.
Mat.
a) read it all now.
B) "always believed snooping was read." - should read "always believed snooping was rude."
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