the afternoon before Christmas

Thank you, everyone, for the wonderful and supportive comments. Thank you to those who came over from LFCA (and for whoever posted my news) and thank you most especially to those of you who took time from the pile of poo you yourselves are wading through to offer me comfort.

It seems so crass, in the face of all your support, to keep on keeping on, but I have another bone to pick with the universe. Not enough for me to miscarry my third pregnancy over Christmas, dear universe? Not enough for it to happen while I'm still suffering with a chest infection? Seriously, you had to give me a lump under my breast at the same time? I mean - seriously?? A lump so painful it actually restricts movement of my right arm? Did you think, dear universe, that giving me this just when I can't even attempt to make an appointment with my GP until Tuesday, would add spice to the festive season? Well, guess again. Too much has happened this year to make this anything to fret over.

So put that in your pipe and smoke it.

And having got that off my chest, I would like to, rather less dementedly, wish everyone a very peaceful Christmas.