another family/religious holiday, another trip to A&E with my sister.
we`ve realised what her "thing" is. with some people it`s writing, some it`s music, some it`s kicking a ball around a pitch. my sister? her gift is putting the `special` in special occasion by throwing the big holidays (first christmas, now easter) into disarray with a variety of tricks. after the mystery seizure on christmas eve, her lastest trick is getting hydrogen peroxide in her eye just as we`re about to leave to go to suffolk for sunday lunch, necessitating a quick trip to casualty and then over to moorfields eye hospital in the east end (which was quite strange as it was all shut up and dead apart from the A&E part of the hospital.)
it`s a real gift, i think you`ll agree.
(she`s fine. i don`t have that inappropriate a sense of humour that i`d be laughing if she`d gone blind. they just irrigated it for what felt like ages, did a litmus test - on her eye, *shudder* - and gave her some ointment.)
i`m starting to wonder whether someplace with padded walls might be safer for her - and us...
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