These are getting harder. She becomes more and more irritable and cranky. Also her skin is very sore and peeling off in patches.
So now the nurse and her chat away about all sorts of things whilst Daya sticks Steri strips over her arms and hands.
This is the last time she’s going to see Daya before the surgery. It was a poignant visit.
They had a tight last cuddle. Daya doesn’t know what is coming. The nurse knows all too well what could happen here. She doesn’t speak of it. She’s looked after all my kids for the last five years.
‘You bring her back home soon. Everything is going to work out fine. You. Bring her back. Soon.’ Then I cried.