Coconuts, am really shocked by your awful appt, second everyone who says bend the truth a bit and keep making a fuss till someone starts listening. Glad that at least the bathroom is sorted.
MummyinEngland hope the recovery's going well! How much longer are you MummyinEngland for?
Broken, still grinning all over the place at your news. If you follow the pattern of this thread, you have an interesting few months of paranoia, mad imaginings and not-wanting-to-jinx-things ahead of you. I did such a good job of not talking about it so as not to jinx that friends we don't see so much came round for lunch three weeks ago and looked VERY surprised when I opened the door...
digital agree entirely with Mummy - it can be a good thing to bring up your insecurities and bad feelings. I have a rotten habit of just deciding that I'm going to be OK and then refusing to think about things, which invariably leaves me in a right state further down the line. Better to have a look at them with a pro, if they're good and you can trust them. Does feel lousy while it's happening, though, so totally sympathise.
Hi LAF77, am still
that you get to see Japan. Don't think I'll be doing that for a few years to come, but is def on my life ambitions list.
banana Eeeeek - have you managed to speak to anyone? FX for not having to have another ERPC.
mumatron, sorry about your ex-p, and the dog. What was in the sol letter? And I still have pant liners tucked into every bag in case I start bleeding, too, so you're not alone...
Julez, sympathy sympathy, ten weeks under the circs sounds like an eternity. Hope DH is delivering sufficient TLC!
Lunatic was just typing out something cheery about handsome dentists being all wrong when I saw about the pain. How are you feeling now? Hope is something utterly innocuous and in fact over by now. Hugs.
We had GM's funeral y'day - went surprisingly well, my bro did a wonderful job giving the eulogy we'd written together (left out all the toxic bits so sounded warm and affectionate). Lots of extended family came and to my surprise I quite liked them all. Only bum note was Mum's self-centred, stupid, tactless neighbour who spent the ENTIRE TIME moaning on about her son and DIL only having let her see her baby GS a few times since he was born (don't blame them, she smokes 60 a day and never listens to a word anyone says). She told me that 'everyone' says you're edged out when your son has children because DIL only wants her mum. I said I hope that's not true, I'm expecting my second boy. She said 'what?' and carried on repeating herself.
As you may know, this is my one great fear about the otherwise fabulous prospect of two lovely sons so I ended the funeral really really upset for reasons that had bog all to do with the deceased. Gaaaaah.
Also my kitchen has been delivered, minus oven. No-one can tell me when oven is coming. Kitchen is being installed next weekend and I have yet to order worktops, either. Cursed bloody pregnancy nesting hormones, why did I ever start mutter grumble glare...