Stick to the knitting
The week seems to be dragging somewhat as we wait for the wound to "knit together".
I know this sounds like the title of an evening class, but successful knitting apparently means the bit of the wound which currently gapes 3-4mm apart will heal over. (Quent asked me to put this detail on. I am feeling a bit queazy just typing it). Still, every cloud has a silver lining or, in the case of today's nurse, a leggy blond one.
Otherwise we are starting to get a bit straight in our new normality. I have been clearing out the kitchen to make way for the new lotions and potions - the white rice and bulgar wheat has had to go. Meanwhile Quent is attacking some of the illness-related admin; cancer really does come with some strange and scary side effects.
And talking of side effects, Oakley continues to be a girl, though his name changes daily - today he is Saskia, yesterday he was Lily and on Saturday he was Amy; with a refreshing moment of masculinity on Sunday when he was Rory. This would be fine, except that he then addresses us as the parents of these friends so it gets a bit confusing. Role play is completed with a plaster over the "cut on my tummy" which the District Nurses have to inspect. Does flirting with nurses come naturally to all males?
I know this sounds like the title of an evening class, but successful knitting apparently means the bit of the wound which currently gapes 3-4mm apart will heal over. (Quent asked me to put this detail on. I am feeling a bit queazy just typing it). Still, every cloud has a silver lining or, in the case of today's nurse, a leggy blond one.
Otherwise we are starting to get a bit straight in our new normality. I have been clearing out the kitchen to make way for the new lotions and potions - the white rice and bulgar wheat has had to go. Meanwhile Quent is attacking some of the illness-related admin; cancer really does come with some strange and scary side effects.
And talking of side effects, Oakley continues to be a girl, though his name changes daily - today he is Saskia, yesterday he was Lily and on Saturday he was Amy; with a refreshing moment of masculinity on Sunday when he was Rory. This would be fine, except that he then addresses us as the parents of these friends so it gets a bit confusing. Role play is completed with a plaster over the "cut on my tummy" which the District Nurses have to inspect. Does flirting with nurses come naturally to all males?
posted by Helen at 11/07/2006 07:05:00 pm
2 Comments:
Hey Helen, Quent and Saskia (great name if O wants to change it) - we have only just caught up with this news. So glad the progress has been so good so far, reading through. The blog is a great idea, with so much love shining back at you from so many - it must be heart warming, as it has been for me just reading the messages from afar. Bathe in some more love from our family here. Simon, bb, Henry, Ophelia and Hebe xxxxx
Well it's a strong start from the young Webb: Oakley needs to learn to migrate from
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours"
to the subtley different but all the more difficult to master
"you show me yours first, then I'll show you mine"
Glad to hear Quent's progressing in the right directions
El
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