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i'm off to coventry tomorrow for a week for work IF my hire car turns up. the hire company says it was delivered last night but they got the house number wrong. there are no keys, there is no car - what the hell have my october-christmas-tree-loving neighbours done with it?!!
EDIT: turns out the neighbours were not involved as the car hire company delivered the car to the corus site and the muppet who took the keys just said yes when they told him the house number. i still dont have a car but the mystery is solved...
mystery aside, my nephew has started chemo (delivered constantly over several days), got a rash almost immediately, lost enough weight they spent a day weighing him hourly, been allowed home and yesterday rushed back in as his biopsy site has developed an infection.
my sister is out of her mind as the doctors have told her that infection is the main reason children are lost during the chemo stage. my littler nephew got sent home from school last week because he was hysterical about possibly taking germs home. there's so much more to worry about than the cancer itself :-/
anyway, he received my letter yesterday that contained a page of sallys pics of tims haircutting from 2006, and was apparently reassured to see that it's not silly to be upset about losing his hair and that hair really will grow back properly. mission accomplished!
EDIT: turns out the neighbours were not involved as the car hire company delivered the car to the corus site and the muppet who took the keys just said yes when they told him the house number. i still dont have a car but the mystery is solved...
mystery aside, my nephew has started chemo (delivered constantly over several days), got a rash almost immediately, lost enough weight they spent a day weighing him hourly, been allowed home and yesterday rushed back in as his biopsy site has developed an infection.
my sister is out of her mind as the doctors have told her that infection is the main reason children are lost during the chemo stage. my littler nephew got sent home from school last week because he was hysterical about possibly taking germs home. there's so much more to worry about than the cancer itself :-/
anyway, he received my letter yesterday that contained a page of sallys pics of tims haircutting from 2006, and was apparently reassured to see that it's not silly to be upset about losing his hair and that hair really will grow back properly. mission accomplished!