It's been one of those horrible days today. Me and the hubster have mawped about at work generally feeling fretful. We both felt sick and I've been on the verge of tears all day.
All because today was Poppy's operation day. The logical side of my brain knows she's in good hands but the emotional side of my brain can't help but worry.
I am a born worrier and I really shouldn't have had children. I should have stuck to my cats, but then I worry about them too. Could be I'm a bit deranged? I could ask my friends for their opinions but I somehow don't think that would help any!
Anyway, Poppy had her operation this afternoon at about 2pm, and the surgeon said it all went to plan with no problems. Jon phoned at teatime and they'd done another scan and everything is fine, the valve is closed with no leaking and Miss Poppy was feeling well enough to tuck into macaroni cheese and chips.
Phew! I'm just too old for all this stress :)
Next, thank you to everyone that entered Poppy's birthday candy. Mr Random has done his job and picked a number....
Congratulations Paola.....I do believe this candy will be travelling a long way. I may need to dress the Sassy's in some warmer clothes ready for the trip to South Africa, I think it's their winter now?
Please EMAIL ME Paola with your full postal address and I will get your rubber babies in the mail.
Love Elaine xxx