Seven year itch

7 year anniversary of sorts. I am still alive. What next?

Gone upstairs

It was seven years ago today, 1st April 2009, that my 22 year-old son called to me down the stairs, “Mum, I can’t see” and a little voice in my head said oh so clearly, “From today your life is going to change”.

Never a truer word, as they say. First the GP surgery, then the Eye Emergency Dept. Right now as I write I can go back in my mind to where 7 years ago we were waiting in a row on the uncomfortable seats in the MRI unit, Sam’s head in his hands, trepidation in our hearts, knowing with all our medical education that raised intra-cranial pressure could only mean a space-occupying lesion in the brain… yet hanging on to hope against hope all the same. Waiting. Holding ourselves together and waiting for time to pass and things to be done and people to say things to us.

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3 Responses to Seven year itch

  1. Feisty Mama says:

    Sending love, Sally Ann x

  2. Thank you for sharing this with us, Sally Ann. If you think doing so would help you, I am certain that writing a book detailing the journey would be enormously helpful to thousands of other people. You write beautifully and your style would make such a volume very accessible and honest for readers.

    In the meantime, sending you, Martin and Becca all of our love,

    Ian, Trish and family xx

  3. kathryn says:

    Big hugs and lots of love.

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