im sat in a hospital waiting room to have a lump check in my breast and my phone rings, I answer it the lady checks who I am and then informs me "mrs Hutchinson, we now have all the paperwork we need from the coroners report so you are now ok to come and register winters birth and death, when would you like to book that for?" I freeze, tears fill my eyes and I can't talk, finally I manage "I'm really sorry I can't talk to you now can I ring back?" I couldn't think, my head was spinning, over a year after losing winter and now I have to face this. I pull myself together contact them and make the appointment, then I need to contact the police to get my red book for winter back so I have all the info I need, during these phone calls I sit and think this shouldn't be happening, I shouldn't have to do this, will this never end.
The end of the week comes and I wake feeling sick, shaking knowing today I will be registering both events, I don't want to do this but at the same time I want to get this done too. It was like my heart breaking all over again, I got through this day thanks to an amazing friend holding my hand every step of the way.
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