I've just watched the BBC 2 programme on Great Ormond Street Children's Hostpital Renal Unit. I had forgotten how hard it was when Boy Wonder was a tiny baby. I had blocked out all those life and death moments, the meetings in those tiny rooms with medical teams, the surgeries, the ventilation. I had almost forgotten, shame on me, that I have the extraordinary good fortune to share my life with a miracle.
I was so caught up in a mind-numbing stateless stand-off with the hard-hearted entity with the wonderfully ironic moniker: 'The HSE Primary Continuing and Community Care Unit'. They nearly took my sense of wonder away and more fool me, I nearly let them.