It’s currently 1AM and I am writing this from my own bed in my own room, where I’m going to stay. I mean, I’m going to leave my room; but I’m not on leave and I don’t have to go back to hospital tomorrow, or the next day, or the next, or even next week. I’m discharged, I’m home, and it feels so right.
Today was really hard. The next few weeks are going to be really, really hard. But I got through today, when I thought I wouldn’t, and that gives me the strength to get through tomorrow.
My family are amazing. I cannot believe the stuff that gets thrown at us, and the way we support each other with love, and laughter. My mum is going through a crazy ride at the moment, and she still manages to make me laugh until there’s tears, often at the one thing that I’m trying to forget- her cancer.