Apologies for the lack of updates to the blog, things have been crazy. Diana is much better and I am back in my usual seat, somewhere between Singapore and Bombay.
The hardest 15 minutes.
The rest of us were left behind at Sydney Ultrasound while Diana was rushed to the Royal Prince Alfred hospital, lights flashing and sirens blaring, or so I thought, it was all a bit of a blur. She saw it through with incredible strength while I quietly crumbled, pulling the girls together to follow behind like we were in a movie, what little eye contact I did make with the other people in the waiting room resulted a mutual discomfort, mine substantially more than theirs I suspect. It was more than a little bit distressing to leave the Ultrasound office to find the Ambulance still on Kent street, lights flashing but no movie sound effects. I trotted on by, girls in tow, those really were hard yards.
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