Thanks all you lovely people. The work enmail isn't really a big deal. They aren't pressuring me, I'm pressuring myself. I just want to keep them up to speed with what is happening, when I'm expected back, how the treatment is likely to be set out. They have been so good to me, I don't like leaving them guessing whether I will be in or not. They've told me to take my time going back, they have been fantastic.
I think I'm just upset because Joe and I have rowed again this morning. I'm fed up of it. I hate it. He'll pick a tv programme he wants to watch, I'll put it on and he will scream at me to turn it off. So I do and then he has an EPIC tantrum because he wanted to watch it.
Ditto for any outings, nappy changes, mealtimes...
We are off out this afternoon for a play date though so hopefully that will cheer him up. DD is coming too.
I just want to go to bed for a day and not have to do anything or think about anything. But that's not possible.
Still, on the plus side, I've been in for my scan this morning and the nice lady couldn't see anything wrong with my liver, kidneys or gall bladder. So I can carry on eating lard with impunity 