The funeral was today, it was hard... really hard. I didn't think it would be as difficult as it was. It probably wasn't helped by the fact that Batman was admitted into hospital last night with another staphylococcus infection. It's the 3rd he's had in his short, 7 month, life. He was out of sorts all day yesterday and running a fever of 39 degrees but we'd put it down to teething initially. Then last night we had the projectile vomiting and as I striped him I noticed the familiar scalded skin under his arm so we brought him to A&E at midnight. He was finally on the ward and settled, after having a line put in for IV antibiotics and to take blood, at 5am. That meant a couple of hrs of restless sleep before heading to the funeral home.
I was glad I'd had the chance to see Nana resting yesterday and give her a goodbye kiss, even Panda had gone in with me and given her a kiss "to make her all better mummy".
The funeral today was packed, I didn't even recognise a lot of the people there. It was so just like my Nana to have touched so many hearts. The service was lovely, even though I was wearing yesterday's clothes and hadn't even had a chance (or a brush) to brush my hair. I know Nana would have been happy I was there regardless.
It's strange that she's been gone for such a short time yet I miss her so much already.
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