ok, so this is it.

1. We're up early, there hasn't been a proper nights sleep between us. One lying flat, one upright throughout. Tea, some toast, we watch the sun come up. It's bruised and weird. Early.

2. Between us we reckon the GP is the answer and I guess luck is with us because there is an appointment in 20 minutes, just waiting. Off he goes. Off he goes.

3. In my head he is coming back to roast chicken and soup. In my head he is coming back and I write him this note as I think he will find the day a bit taxing.

4. He doesn't come out though. He's on his back, he's still there. He has two fractured vertebrae. Flat on his back and all alone. I would give anything to be able to take something of that away. Something. When I had migraines, when I was wee, my mum would come and there would be a headache ted. A ted that would come up against my brow and take the ache away.

5. I wish it were that simple.