On the afternoon of Wednesday 2nd March 2011, H called me at work. She and S had looked at her CT scan. It showed cancer. Could I come home in case the hospital wanted to do more tests and the children needed picking up from school?
I took the next train.
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Monday, 9 April 2012
This morning, H got to the bathroom for a bath. This afternoon, she got dressed and came downstairs for a few minutes. All sorts of people manage that, I know, but considering how ill she was a few days ago it's remarkable.