Blast!

The day dawned with hands pulling the body awake... and might one add it was an ungodly hour so one did the only thing possible... snoozed as soon as He had finished violating one's flesh and had gone to the gym. The rest of the day was spent in limbo waiting for that phone call...

And waiting...

And waiting...

And waiting...

Finally, just as one had given up and gotten ready to go to a work dinner, it rang... mid mascara. It is as bad as feared. The ulcer is cancerous, it is in the lymph nodes, the stomach, the soft tissue organs... it is inoperable.

Of course by the time one had got back from dinner there had been two phone calls from Him and his mother was in a right state. She had just met the immovable force that is another Scorpio who wants something... in this case her big sister... home... now!

In the time one was out at dinner the plane was booked, the tickets were in the inbox and everyone was in an uproar. 'Cos of course the baby sister hadn't consulted anyone as to what was a convenient time to whisk one away... she had just got one on the first available flight.

It seems that one will be living on an assortment of couches as one wends the way from here to the next stop and then to the final destination. Where one will be wrapped up in the loving bosom of the ex second step mother. Honestly she doesn't care which of "her girls" is home so long as she doesn't have to face the surgeon's meeting on Thursday alone to make what will no doubt be some tough decisions. She sort of regards us as interchangeable in some ways. Sighs she was the only one of the wives who was maternal in any way shape or form... father had sort of got the hang of selecting a fit parent by the third one.

Meanwhile the baby sister has turned her attention to father's little domicile. She has organised a skip and a family working bee for Sunday to strip the house which is virtually unfit for human habitation as far as she is concerned.

It seems father has been self medicating judging by the pile of empty bottles and has let things slide...

Complicated no doubt by the fact that the hospital has been treating him for angina...

And that is why one will be residing on an assortment of couches and beds... no sister of hers is staying at his place.

In case you haven't realised by now she is the family organiser, the one that networks and keeps everyone in touch, who FB's and actually remembers special dates... well there has to be one in a family as extended as ours. She is it... our little sheep dog, who tirelessly rounds us up and sets the cops onto her older, errant sister after she disappeared in the last flood... a thing which one did thank her for... most politely.

Of course as the family's black sheep it is one's sworn duty to skip out of her clutches whenever possible...

Family dynamics are... complicated L