I love the game of charades that we play almost weekly, where I called and try and speak to anyone/someone Hospital based and then try and interpret what they are on about when they are clearly dodging my questions or fobbing me off!
BUT (don’t faint) having been in limbo and this crazy roller coaster of feeling up and down, with no steady, we finally have been given a ‘pre op’ date, we didn’t even know we were having a pre op?!? The details of which we still non the wiser. Oh and thrown in for good measure a eye test (linked to a kidney scan) that we didn’t know was happening and for what purpose…. Turns out they want to check for ‘tubular sclerosis’ (if you google it you are braver than me, something about benign tumours) thought it rather kind of them to let us know that Reedy was at risk of this… Waaaaaaaaa is what reedy and I are saying fairly regularly atm!
Luckily nothing will stop this little dude: