I left my last blog on the next surgery. To be honest I had to stop writing. The emotion took over.

Oakley was taken from me and rushed into theatre. He was gone a few hours as it takes a while to put him asleep and also with the recovery time. Why does this keep happening? You would think I was used to it by now. It seemed like I was getting worse mentally, every time we ended in theatre. I was getting more aware of the risks and what I was signing.