We got Merlin back from the vet on Wednesday – after his small operation to release the pressure of the swelling. He was overjoyed to be home – but quite tiered.
I took him back this morning for a check up – and the vet says he now has to have the operation to remove the saliva gland – and has booked him in for Tuesday. I least I feel a bit re-assured as now he has had one anesthetic he should survive another – I once had a dog die as a reaction to anesthetic. But I still hate the whole thing – I hate that I cannot explain to him what is happening and that it will all be OK.
Another thing that has happened this week is that my youngest son – who has been staying here for the past three weeks or so – has left – and is going to live in Denmark with his girlfriend. One of the things – even after all this years – that I never get used too are the feelings that Mothers have for their children – I am so excited for him – for the opportunity to live in a different country and experience everything that has to offer. Also so concerned for him – that all will be well with him – and that he wont feel frightened, or alone – that he knows that he can return here to Wales if things don’t work out. Holding these two sets of emotions, for me, always creates tension – and it is at times like these that I should keep away from work in progress (and credit cards) but this afternoon I went into the studio.
It should have been a gift – an unexpected afternoon in the studio – instead I think I may of wreaked the “Standing Stone” piece – as I put it under the sewing machine and stitched hard!
No studio time until Monday now – so ….. I have a bit of time to think about it.