Monday, 16 August 2010

Operation straighten nose...

Im preparing this post on Monday as I think Tuesday will pass in a blur.   How old are your children when you stop worrying for them?  My oldest is 18 and I cant imaging not worrying yet, I had naively thought 18years ago that I would stop worrying when they hit 15/16 but Im still on the edge of my seat when I don't hear from them at an agreed time, or when they're late home.

So H is to have a general anaesthetic tomorow/today to straighten his nose has my stomach in knots if I think on it.  Well Im not thinking on it, Im throwing myself into a bit more DIY in an attempt to forget that Im handing my oldest son over to strangers for a few hours tomorow (today).

Back Wednesday, to tut and chuckle at myself for being such a plonker worrying so much over it.

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