What a week, much like others I have had but still I think remarkable. I went back to work and survived, but the bit that won't leave me this week is the conversation with my neurosurgeon.
The pins and needles in my arm are not about my brain but my spine.
Today, Sunday, my parents will arrive and then my father will go to Barts, again and then to The Royal, again and then, all being well to the operating theatre to have another spinal tumour removed.
You can see the remarkable connection.
He is going through this and I am thinking of me.
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