Just one more day, and I shall be off on holiday.
I eventually plucked up enough courage on Sunday afternoon to tell my Mother - at first I thought she hadn`t taken it too badly, she seemed interested and asked me several questions, but as I left her that evening she began to get tearful.
After getting home, she rang me full of tears and full of "reasons" why she didn`t want me to go - didn`t want me driving all that way on my own, and couldn`t I at least not go so far; who was going to look after my little pet bird (I`d already arranged for a friend to do that!) etc...etc...
Monday was much about the same with her. On Tuesday I went over to see her, and she seemed more like her normal self. That`s good, I thought, she`s accepted it.
But, come Wednesday morning I had her on the phone early in the morning full in tears again, this time I think a combination of worry about me, and also her carers had told her that a blood test and water test which she`d had taken a week of two ago had got lost so the needed to do it again. She ofcourse didn`t think that they`d lost them, but that something was wrong with her so they needed another one. I tried to convince her that it was probably right that they`d mislaid them, but she was full of "I`ll be in hospital when you`re away, and you`ll be a long way away....." etc.
She still sounds weepy today.
I`m not looking forward to having to go and see her tomorrow and especially of the reaction I`ll get when I come away. I`ve promised her that I`ll ring her every day while I`m away, but have warned her that because it will be mobile phone, she must realise that in some area`s of the country there isn`t a good signal.
So wish me luck!