One day short of a month and we’re home.
It feels like chapter one has finished and now we’re onto the next.
It’s one of the great days but I’d be lying if I didn’t admit it was scary as hell too.
Here’s just two weeks worth of medical supplies we have been given to look after George with.
We’ve not yet had a night looking after him by ourselves!
I think we all got a bit institutionalised in hospital and used to having nurses looking after him overnight.
Still, as I sit in front of the fire with George cuddled up on my lap and knowing we’ll have Ben back with us tomorrow, I could not be happier.
I got my Christmas wish.