Saturday 8th September 2018
I take Scarlett to a GP appointment that I’ve been meaning to get around to for some time. She’s had a lump on her neck that is not going away. It appeared about a month ago after she had some kind of injury that left her barely able to move her head around. That was a fun night in A&E. She fell asleep on my shoulder after a 6 hour wait & when she woke up she could move it again. Anyway, I’m convinced it’s connected to this event rather than anything more sinister.
The GP, however, is not. We are referred for an urgent appointment to a children’s cancer specialist.
I go home and continue packing in a trance-like state. It’s no wonder we can’t remember where anything is later when we come to unpack.
Triplets, Travels & Now A Tumour 