Today is not one of my best days but it does show that many people are kind.
Only daughter rang to say she has breast cancer. Starting pre-op chemo on Thursday, no idea of schedule yet. 2 lads, one 3, one 8 but neuro-diverse, and a caring, hard working husband who, fortunately, gets private family medicare as part of his employment package. As daughter rightly observed this certainly buggers up our summer holiday plans...
Not sure how much I can help but one old friend, who took an afternoon off to visit me (having been rung by daughter -always was a sensible child), will take Peachy if I have to go and run the house/boys while my next door neighbour will look after Wolf and the garden.
Hopefully we will be able to hire help/child care (although autistic grandson can be a tad difficult unless he takes to people) but if not then what else are old Mums for?