Crazy few days

My son's eye problems took a turn for the worse in the early hours of Wednesday. He was readmitted to hospital and had to have emergency surgery to hoover out the debris left by the bleed, as it was more than the eye's own drainage system could cope with. He was in a lot of pain, and was very sick, due to high pressure that the blocked drainage was causing. It was very distressing for him, and for us, his parents, to watch.

Seeing him go off to theatre yesterday afternoon was the most gut-wrenching thing I've experienced. My son has always had the most beautiful blue eyes and
I kept thinking of the Plath line I posted from the poem Child, "Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing."

He's now resting in hospital, and feeling a lot better, but it's early days and I will not tempt the Gods of Irony further by saying more.

We've had a violent storm here over night which has ripped a few slates of our roof, so we have a bucket in situ up in the loft until it's safe for the slater to go up there.

Only good news is that my popular stock shot has also won a local landscape photography competition. They left a message on my machine, details of the presentation are to follow.