a routine test showed something odd. i am hoping it is just odd and not a nasty odd
time will tell..
in order to distract myself as i was born to worry and i can already feel that my insides have turned to stone, my shoulders ache from the fact that they have been sat round my ears since friday, and my slightly grown nails are but a distant memory, i have been pootling...
pootling in the garden, for we do indeed have sunshine, and pootling around the house..
not actually achieving anything, not actually cleaning, just shuffling stuff around so it looks pleasing as i walk in to the room..
and hugging my small beings that little bit tighter