I am sorry, dear audience, for my very quiet week. My momma arrived on Thursday and I have been enjoying her company before I become neither use nor ornament.
She’s lovely and offered to babysit on Saturday night so that the hus-creature and I could have one last date night. We went to a lovely Brazilian BBQ place 💕
My starter from the Salad Bar 😂🤣
When I asked for rare steak when they brought the skewer to the table:
The kids have been really lovely. #1 Son had a bit of a bad week last week, but he is aware I am having surgery and I think he’s worried. He’s loving having Nanny here though.
TT isn’t having as much fun. It’s obvious how much she’s become a Mommy’s Girl since the move. But it seems that while I’m not around she’s happy to be with Nanny, so we are less worried about the next few days.
So I’ve been awake since 04:45. It is now 06:01 and I’m sitting in the Surgical Admittance area after filling in all the paperwork, waiting to be taken down. They think it will be closer to 06:30 than not.
I’m remarkably calm. I want this. I need this. This is the best thing for me. I just would love a drink! Also, I’m not entirely sure how I am to produce a urine sample given I’ve eaten or drunk nothing since midnight.
The hus-creature is much less zen. The poor boy is very worried – so any good thoughts that could be sent his way would be much appreciated.
I shall sign off now.