I know that it is for the best, and they did a fantastic job in the run up to Christmas. I'm sure that they will do well by him again.
But this is the killer.
I have a day in a Day Spa booked for Wednesday, so he delayed going for 2 days so that I can still go.
I've never loved him as much and never wanted to slap him silly so much.
As it happens I think we can still arrange thing so that he can go early.
But what did I ever do to deserve such a wonderful man? And how shitty is life that such a good man should have such a disease and be in such pain?