Booking made easy

Forget Thomas Cook.....they have no idea how to make easy, booking a break away from home ,when compared to Dr. PM at the QE. Perfectly explained in understandable terms, itinerary to die for....pardon the pun.
In other words I've got my SCT lined up for November 2010 and am feeling better knowing what is planned when. just gotta get on with the prep to get there in good fettle!
Feeling homesick already. Don't fancy weeks in bed away from Lorna every night, but if it gives us a life afterwards, then it will be worth it definitely.

Does anyone have middle of the night Dex dreams, waking up laughing out loud at the thought of their consultant bombing out of the hospital car park in a Dodge Viper (flames painted down the sides), wearing combats and an open faced white helmet with the chin strap done up...... no?......oh well.

New fridge or faze the kids, no contest....lolxxxx

Fridgephobic!

I know there's no such word, but it sounds good. I have always had my little fears for company, the usual fear of heights and confined spaces, including my bedroom when the lock broke and I was trapped in it, but now I have a new one. The fear that my fridge might pack up or even that we might have a long term power cut! Now both events are extremely unlikely, the fridge is only a year old and we're not living in the 1970's. Still I keep checking that the little green light is on and that the temperature isn't rising.
I'm still trying to come to terms with things which is strange because we were told at the very start that Mike would have treatment (CDT), then a harvest, then a SCT. Now that the appointments for the harvest and SCT have been made it all seems much too real. I'm starting to doubt my own ability to cope with it all.

• The one and a half hour journeys on public transport to see Mike at the hospital. (Three hours every day on buses and trains! )
• The seeing Mike looking so ill.
• The empty bed at night. (I know it's the same for everyone, but humour me here!)
• The looking after him properly while he gets back to health.

Just thinking about it all makes my head hurt.

Meanwhile my kids are all terrified that the contents of the refrigerator, namely the Neupogen, is going to jump out and get them! (The youngest is 15 so they should all know better!)