Boiler replacement, holiday preparation, house tweaking, and general life. I knew I was forgetting something.
Miss Mog's Botox is next week. It's only a very minor procedure; she'll be under general anaesthetic for a matter of minutes, is all. And yet... they're taking my baby and giving her a mixture of medications which will make her unconscious; and each and every time they have done that, she has gone on to develop a biggish chest infection fairly shortly afterwards.
There is, of course, a huge difference between general anaesthetic for a several hours long procedure such as breaking and resetting hip joints, and the "touch of anaesthesia" she will be getting to hold her still for a series of little injections. There's a big difference between the shock to the system of having bones shattered, and receiving a few small pinpricks somewhere near the shoulder. And yet...
So spare us all a prayer, please, for a nicely uncomplicated procedure and recovery - and a beautifully flexible arm, a Tuesday at New Wine arm, please, for our holiday and beyond.