Three days after my last post, I was at work on Saturday afternoon when I received a 'phone call from MwK.
Dad had died. Badly.
If anyone thinks a heart attack is a good death, think again. It was agonising and, for some reason, bloody.
MwK is still traumatised as he was the first family member on the scene.
It's been a long and sometimes fraught, three and a bit years.
I've visited the blog and tried to keep the links as up to date as I could.
My contract wasn't renewed but I found alternative employment at the same hospital.
The inheritance was eventually paid out, the mortgage is paid and my current job pays all the bills.
I'm lucky in many respects.
I hope to come back soon.