We Have A Date
Yesterday's pre-op went really well, so we now have a confirmed date. Rory is having his right foot amputated on Thursday 29th April; two weeks' today. (It also happens to be my Mum's birthday... sorry Mum!) I'm delighted that we finally have a date, and that it's so soon. This means that not only do I have ample time left of my maternity leave, but we should also have his prosthetic before I go back to work too, which was always best case scenario for me. Nonetheless, when the official countdown clock was started a few days ago I was overcome by a sense of... dread? Reality? Doubt? I know it's the right thing; it's the next step in his journey and it will allow him to regain his freedom. But it has been difficult to focus on what he will gain when at the moment all I'm seeing is what he's going to lose. His perfect, incredible, beautiful little foot, that I've adored for over 9 months. It would have been easier if his foot wasn't workin...