1999: Up at what mummy said was an unearthly hour”. I don’t know why, I think 5 a.m. is a perfectly reasonable hour of the day. In fact it’s great coz it’s when I’m full of beans. Mum’s poorly and couldn’t drag herself out of bed long enough to stay up with me. Luckily mums friend Al was there and he got up, helped me with my teeth, I watched him shave and then he threw me in the bath. Mum got up just in time to take me to Edons. Playschool this morning and joined in with all the singing. They say I’m very good even if they did notice a puddle under me half way through. I brought a pot of yoghurt home which I have to eat and then fill up with as many different colours as I can find. It also comes complete with my very first sponsor form. More money? What’s mum complaining about? I don’t cost much do I? It’s not as if I ask for much! She did buy me a new pair of trainers and a jogging suit (her choice – I didn’t ask) and it was only £28 after all (whatever that is – I only work in pennies). When mum picked me up we went to Aunty Eesa’s and I played with Dandell and Dessica. We stayed for tea and then all dived in the bath, which was a great giggle, then headed for home.
2019: Funnily enough mums friend Al was a policeman. Anyway, back in the real world I’m back to work today, had phone occupational health assessment advising my own desk and phased return of 4 hours a day. Also I will need time off for my Infliximab infusion which is due again next week. Mum messaged me today advising that her friend has 5 litres of frozen breast milk to donate and this is apparently good for Crohn’s. She has offered to keep two litres back for me but I have gracefully declined!
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