‘Motorcycle man!’ Tom declared, staring at the object of his suspicions.
‘Racing car man?’ he further enquired, uncertain now as the Motorcycle Man had not responded as expected.
‘Sunglasses on, motorcycle jacket’
‘Man’s got long hair. Man’s got a beard! Man’s got a nose!’
The anniversary of Tom’s meningitis is approaching and hilariously ordinary days like these keep happening. Unfortunately, what also keeps happening are the recurring memories and the late evening conversations where positive comparisons of then and now (then being PICU and the immediate aftermath) give way to fears for the future and a nagging inability to put the good advice into practise by having that serenity to accept the things we cannot change. We’ve got the next bit sorted; nothing is more important to us than, courageously or not, changing the things we can -Tom’s progress is testament to that. Sadly for us, though we also know the difference it doesn’t always help.
It was never going to be an easy month, this one.