Books

I dropped my sister off at the airport at 6.15am then we spent the day around the house. Husband got on with essentials like shopping and taking stuff to the tip, I mostly slept. I didn't realise how much it's all taken it out of me. I read Milo and Alex a couple of the "Leukaemia books" today that people have kindly sent me. They seemed to really understand and Alex kept pointing out things that had happened to him. It's still weird. This still doesn't feel like my life. This is something that happens to others. To you I am that other person. I can tell you now, it's the oddest place to be.