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I had such fantastic support from wonderful friends, but there were more phone calls to make – and my family to be told.
Saturday 30th June:
Diary: “A hard day today, spending time with Mum and Dad and acting as if everything was normal. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything and felt sick with guilt. I had to put a good act on. They should have been the very first to know but the time just wasn’t right. Later, Marilyn and I decided to drive to Milton Keynes. Someone had told me it would be a good idea to wear front fastening nighties whilst in hospital for obvious reasons. Being a pyjama person, I didn’t possess a nightie and we knew just the right place to go... the maternity section in Mothercare!”
If I thought the morning was hard, the evening was worse. Jimmy, my sister, had invited Marilyn and
I to an alfresco buffet for friends and family. It was tempting to ring and offer our apologies, but I really didn’t want to upset her, and Marilyn and I agreed that
we would keep up the act and pretence that life was
as normal as it could be. In fact, it was quite amusing. With the summer holidays fast approaching, with six weeks away from school, I was being teased about having such a long break – something I was very used to.
“Have you got any plans?”
“Yes, of sorts.”
“Are you going away anywhere?”
“No, not really, nothing special, just odd days here and there and not
too far away.”
“Don’t forget to send us a postcard.” Ha, ha! Did KGH sell postcards? Marilyn kept kicking my leg under the table. I couldn’t look at her. I
knew we would laugh. Did they suspect? All my answers were truthful. Later, my sister said she felt something wasn’t right especially as we left before the others.
“When are you going to tell them Glennis?” Marilyn asked as I drove her home.
“I don’t know. I’ll know when it’s best.”
Early in 2003, I asked Jimmy if she would write an article about her sister, being diagnosed with breast cancer for a book I was thinking of writing,
Yes, even way back in January 2003 I had the idea of writing a book – this book!
With her article was an accompanying letter (in true ‘Jimmy’ style) which read:
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