Planning for Amputation
We are getting excited for Rory's first Christmas, as are the few family members who we will be able to share the day with (cue another Covid grumble). Even though Rory won't know what's going on, it's lovely to be able to start to pass on traditions from our own childhoods. Additionally we've watched Christmas films (well, Pete and I have whilst Rory mostly napped through them), we've eaten homemade treats (baked by my Nanny, not me, because I can't seem to find the time to bake with a clingy 5 month old) and wrapped plenty of gifts for our closest friends and family (I love wrapping!). Everything always seems to feel a little better in December. Nonetheless, medically it has been a trying few weeks. Writing this blog has always felt like a form of therapy for me; it's more than just logging events, it's being able to comprehend my own thoughts and feelings and help organise my mind. As such, I think it's important to be honest about the fact t