It’s the oddest thing but I’m taking my mum to hospital tomorrow for scheduled open heart surgery.
Got to be there for 6.30am, I’ve got meno insomnia so here I am.
We do not have a close relationship, I do things for her because I feel I should, I am obliged to do so.
But I feel oddly worried about her and have a strange bad feeling about it.
I feel a bit emotional at the thought of leaving her there in their hands.
I know they do this surgery day in day out, they are expert and are good at it, but I suppose I’m thinking about how vulnerable she is.
Always been a formidable woman, aggressive and argumentative, cruel and very very bitter. But now all of that seems to have melted away to leave this person who may not come home.
Im surprised at my own thoughts.
Rambling, wish I could sleep.