A whole week of limbo land has passed. This is the new normality. Everything is as it was - every day we all go to the places we're meant to go to and do the things we're meant to do as if nothing had happened. Is this denial? I'm not sure it's that but no one knowing and the hospital not doing anything is certainly helping us make believe that it hasn't happened at all. Perhaps when they re-scan her lungs in January the tumours will have spontaneously disappeared.
It's very comforting no one knowing - a bit lonely but on balance comforting. I am saved a whole melting pot of peoples' pity and fear which is inevitably round the corner and the longer I can hold it off the better. There's nothing to say and I dread people trying to say it anyway.
Four weeks till Christmas and Rose's 8th birthday - she's got a lot to look forward to and that's all that matters now.
