Well, yes, hopefully this will all turn out to be a check-up that shows nothing very interesting and we will breathe a sigh of relief this evening, much like last year when DH thought DD2 had retinoblastoma (sometimes I feel like my life lurches from one crisis to the next).
Meeting DH at the hospital won't be possible, as I have to get DD1 to an after-school activity as well (aiming to keep things normal for them so they don't think there is any reason to worry). As I don't drive, I have to leave here at 3pm to walk and get the bus to nursery to leave there at 3.45, cross my fingers and hope that we can get the 2 buses and walk between them in time to get to school for 4.30, which should be enough time to get DD1 to her activity at 5, then DD2 and I go home and wait 40mins until time to collect DD1 and get back home just before 7pm. DH's appointment is 3.20pm and the letter said it could take 1-3hrs. Today I really regret not being able to drive.
I didn't put DD to bed in her clothes although the leggings and top that I grabbed out of the drawer this morning did look very similar to the pyjamas she had just taken off. She helpfully chose last night for a return to waking up in the middle of the night for no apparent reason and staying awake for over 2hrs so she and I are very tired after our early start.
Sorry if there are multiple posts from me today on this. No one knows about this appointment except DH and I, and I don't actually have any friends to talk to in real life.