Worrying

This week has been a major whirlwind - thankfully the lethargy didn't catch up with me until this afternoon.

Tuesday was all planned - new boss was due to arrive at around 11am - long story short her flight was cancelled and she didn't arrive here until 8.30pm - the team were all here and I'd organised the xmas function already - which she was thrilled about.
I then spent the rest of the evening with her, her luggage had been lost as well so she drove me to pick Z17 up from work at 11pm - we then ducked into Coles to buy her a toothbrush and toothpaste!
My order was delayed by 24hours on top of it all.

Wednesday morning I spent with new boss, then came home to wait for the courier while she went to Wynyard for the day.
Order arrived at midday.
It was pretty hot by then in my garage!

I was half way through sorting the order when the Big A came out to the garage with the phone in his hand - in tears.

His Dad has a brain tumour.

It's an acoustic neuroma - located in the ear region - and from what I can gather a 'better' place to get a tumour if you're going to get a brain tumour - BUT any brain surgery is a worry.
We won't know any more until next week when he meets with the surgeon.

While I'm not exactly close to his family (not by my choice) - I'm probably closest to his Dad, as is Big A.
This has dredged up a lot of emotions for Big A - and it hurts me to see him struggling with them.
Big A has planned to go over if his Dad is to have surgery (they are in Melbourne)- to keep things with his mother and sister 'under control'.


Wednesday night I met with new boss again - she took me out for tea and we finished everything we were supposed to do Tuesday. It's nice to have my opinion valued and to be able to just 'get on with it'. I stayed until 10.45pm last night - then went and picked up Z17 from work - he was running 3/4 of an hour late so it was another late night.

This morning was my usual trip to see my ladies for their weekly meeting.
By the time I got home I was hungry, tired and could feel a migraine coming (it's very overcast/muggy/trying to rain here today).
So I slept, and slept from 2.30pm til 5.30pm.

Small Man is going up to Mum and SF's shack at the lakes for the weekend.
It will be good for him to get out of the house for a few days.
Big A is on day shift - so it'll be just Z17 and I.
The xenical appears to have decreased Small Man's appetite (either that or it's that the weather has warmed up) - I can see that he is losing weight just by looking at him - weigh in day tomorrow - I am hoping for even a small loss weekly to keep him motivated....we'll see...

G
xx