This was my last week of 4 days a week at work so I was making the most of it. My nausea had pretty much gone and on Monday night we were back over in Leeds to see Brendan for a decision regarding Harry's nose and whether we remove the lump. As he says, had we not had his recent history then we would have been happy to leave it but given his mast best tumour then the best thing we can do is get it taken off, we booked in for early Thursday morning to drop him off before work.
Tuesday and Wednesday went without incident at work and on Thursday morning at 6.30 mum and dad turned up to take us to the vets. I had realised that we had never left Jade alone all day and was worried how she would react so asked that they take her back to their house after we dropped Harry off and Lel and I would collect her on the way home having collected Harry. We dropped Harry in at 8.15 with the nurses as I had signed all the forms the last time we were there.
At 3 Hazel phoned to say that he had done really well and was out of surgery being cleaned up. He had had a slight 'turn' but being Harry they had left a nurse with him constantly to ensure that he was ok and Catherine had sat with him all day after his op. We arrived at the vets at about 6.15 and mum and dad had brought Jade over so we didn't need to drive to Skipton as well, so very kind of them. We put Jade in the car and went in to get Harry. Catherine called us in for a chat telling us how he was, how his surgery had gone and described his funny turn - he'd gone all 'panting and stressed' and they'd worried due to his previous fainting episode. She went back through and took out his canulars and brought him through to us. The cut on his nose was tiny, Brendan had yet again done a fabulous job.. We were booked in for Monday to come back for his bum checking so this fit a post surgery nurse check up in perfectly. On getting him home he was whining quite a lot and it seemed he was still 'out of it' from the surgery so he had a quiet night with no evening walk!
In true style we had booked to head to see Iona on the following day (we had first been due to go the week he had his second surgery post tumour but he had been far too poorly at that point still) and decided that he would be well enough for us to go. Emma, bless her, worked from home for the day and came over to sit with them. He was quite whingy in the morning and I wasn't sure if it was still anaesthetic wearing off or whether he was still in pain. It could be a cumulation of 3 anaesthetics in 8 weeks although this one only lasted 20 minutes.
At around 9.30 mum and dad turned up, they'd left Polly at the end of the road as they didn't want to try and get her round the corners of the block. We piled in and started what should have been a 5 hour journey including breaks to get down to Swansea. Sadly traffic though otherwise and at 7.15 we pulled up outside Iona's house. It was amazing to finally meet someone that I'd been talking to for the past 6 months. We headed out with her dogs which are totally gorgeous and had a lovely walk in the woods, down to a pond and round the grounds of an old mansion. Once back to hers we had a chippy dinner which was the best way to end the day before Simon driving us back to the van site. Lel and I slept really well which surprised us both.
We were up and breakfasted by 8.30 and sat outside enjoying a drink. This really showed us why the camper is going to be brilliant. I want to call her Freda after Lel's mum but Lel isn't sure.. The American versions of the Bongo are called Freda's so it seems to fit to me but I'll respect her on this one.
At 9.30, Iona text to say they were on their way so we headed over the entrance to wait. She turned up bearing gifts of a plant and some seeds. We all piled into Poly and set off towards Camarthen to Llansteffan to wander in the castle and go on the beach estuary for a walk. We had a lovely walk then had chips on the sea front. They were so darned good, Lel and Iona had scampi and chips, I treated myself to onion rings and chips, dad had a burger and chips, mum had chips and peas. It was a lovely day where we just chilled out and enjoyed each other's company. We headed from there over to The Mumbles which Lel remembered from Jayne being at uni in Swansea. We had a walk to the lifeboat launch, left dad in the van to sleep whilst we went up the hill opposite to look over the bay. Whilst up there, the lifeboat towed a boat in. We must have missed the launch by minutes which was sad but it was good to watch from the hillside.
From here we headed back into Swansea and went for dinner at Zinco lounge where we all had a really good meal. Good atmosphere, good food, good friends. The perfect end to a very good day. I had sadly managed to sunburn my head though which felt a bit idiotic.. We had all gotten a bit pink but I felt a fool by burning my head. We dropped Iona off at her home and arranged to see her next morning before we left.
On the Sunday morning, we were all very aware that we had a long journey to get home however I was hoping we could call in again, given that we were so much closer than usual and it would be a while before we would get to catch up again in person. We had a drink and a doggy hug, as well as a hug from her as we left and set off back after a good chat, leaving round 11.30. We made it back up to Salford at 6.30, having had 2 stops so did much better. Poor mum and dad still had to drive an hour and a half to get home from here but we all had had a fabulous weekend. I hope Iona did as much as we did, it was brilliant and I can't wait till we catch up again.
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