Day one of the diagnosis, planning, the big clean up, arrangements have to be made, other futures have to be catered for, there are children involved, any loose strings. Jane rises slowly, the pain more intense, every movement is pain, awkwardly she rises, she has the house to herself. The children are off with a friend.
She checks the email again, and smiles, the extra chemo is covered with the new insurance policy, a weight lifts from her shoulders, the extra ten sessions might work the oracle, she feels hope. She switches on the TV, coffee and pills before her, and a yogurt. She will take the pills through the soft mixture.
Politicians complain, they want expenses for the work they do from home, they say their work is never over, they get callers night and day, Jane smiles, children she sighs, did any of them have a mother?