“You’ll be alright,” Mr said as he kissed me goodbye, “the stoma nurse is coming today and I’m sure he’ll know exactly how to fix the bag. Don’t worry.”
He kissed Blue farewell and called back from the door;
“Bye Blue, Bye girls,” and funny though it sounds, I could tell that the last bit, ‘bye girls’ had warmed his heart.
After Blue had gone with Nana, we were left, abandoned to deal with what was no doubt going to be a long day.
“I’m sorry Pinkie,” I said to her asleep in my arms.
I always have the radio on in the kitchen, and probably because I was exhausted what happened next felt like the radio was playing to me and me only.
“You light, the skies up above me,” sang Gary Barlow,
A star, so bright you blind me
Don't close your eyes
Don't fade away
Don't fade away
Yeah you and me we can ride on a star
If you stay with me girl, we can rule the world
Yeah you and me we can light up the sky
If you stay by my side, we can rule the world.”
As my tears splashed down onto Pinkie’s soft white blanket I suddenly knew, only briefly mind, that I could do this and that together we could rule the world, our world, one where CF wasn’t the boss and that if I tried my very best, that was better than doing nothing. Pinkie opened her eyes and gave me a knowing look that only newborns can, one that says, ‘I’ve been here before’.
“All the stars are coming out tonight
They're lighting up the sky tonight
For you,” Gary continued.
I danced about the kitchen with Pinkie and felt that we had made a bond in that moment that was stronger than gravity, that was until the final twirl when Pinkie puked on me, too much dancing on a full stomach.