Today was a difficult day; we went to the funeral of a very dear family friend. It was so so sad, and I continue to be amazed at how well my Mum copes.  She has had so many losses throughout her life, yet somehow remains so strong. After the wake, we walked in the sunshine to the Deli for a cream tea and some time together. Just after Mum had left, I sat down and felt a pulling on my scar (I'd had stitches removed yesterday)...when I looked ten minutes later I discover the scar had split open to reveal a deep wound. After some quick calls to my GP and the Walk-In, we were advised to go up to A&E, so spent a few hours up at the hospital. Thankfully, we were home by 8pm; exhausted, but stuck back together.