Then, around 10am I get a disappointing call from Moorfields - my surgery has to be postponed by one week - to Monday Sept 12th. I am massively disappointed after having prepared myself. Still, I tell myself that it's for the best. After all, it would give me more time to recover from the neck strain. And another thing, now I will get to see the kids off on their first day back to school. That had bothered me - that I would miss that because I had never missed a first day back to school ever except when they were held in Jordan.
I immediately message the kids and my sister about the change in date - everyone has to re-organise themselves a bit, but they all assure me that it will be okay.
As I lay in bed, I can hear the twins (15 yrs) cleaning away downstairs to get the house ready for our guests - my mother and my sister are due to arrive in 2 days - Sept 1st.
I feel extremely grateful, and quite emotional, that they are coming.
Why is that?
Why is it that when we feel most vulnerable we want our Mom?