This is me and Eilidh driving toward the middle of those far distant buildings where a childrens hospital is located, where a nice young doctor with pretty eyes will tell us things are fine, all things considered, and can we come back in another few weeks so he can tell us things are fine then too, please? And we will say, yes, indeed, and thank you, and hop back in our car and drive all the way home again.
I started knitting myself some fingerless gloves. I don't know why. I never wear gloves.