Wide load coming through

I am now officially driving a hearse...well that's what it seems like. The insurance people have very kindly let me have this very long car while mine is being repaired and although I've never driven a hearse, I'm sure it would seem just like that.
It's huge!
It's seems nice though so I can't complain, it's very posh inside and I think it's posh on the outside, but it was too dark by the time it was delivered to see to be truthfully. I know it has a lot of scratches on it, as the form that they give you when they had it over to you, has 36 scratches and 2 dents registered on it...and none done by me...yet!
I must stop making jokes about situations though, as when I saw this 7 seater beastie, I said that I could become a taxi driver and I got a 'I hope you are not serious,' glare by the delivery driver.

My lovely little car...which felt quite big itself until I drove this mumma tonight...is being picked up tomorrow to be taken away to be repaired back to it's former glory and it looks so sad as it tilts to one side outside my bungalow. I will be so glad to have it returned safely to me again.
I did feel quite emotional first thing when I had to contact the insurance company and sort everything out. The stress of all the paperwork, came rushing up to the surface again.
I have to blow the trumpets for the Royal Sun Alliance who deals with Motorbility, as they are really fast workers and make it all smooth sailing, but I did shed a couple of tears before getting myself together enough to call them.
Weird though, as I wasn't expecting to feel tearful like that.

My brother-in-law had to come to my rescue yet again and take me to see my specialist today, as of course sod's law, I had an appointment at Broomfield hospital for today.
I explained to him on the way to the hospital and earlier, the insurance people that my main worry was, that I would get 'the call' straight away for the transplant and I would be laying prone in my hospital bed under mega sedation and the insurance company would be ringing non-stop thinking that I had done a bunk with their car and the garage would impound my car!
Luckily I was convinced in the end, that wouldn't be the case.

The specialist seemed pleased to see me and said that everything seems ready to go at Papworth, plus when he said that he looks forward to meeting me again afterwards, I have to admit that those words were very reassuring and music to my ears.

I got to admit as well, that all this waiting about for various companies to call, has helped me to sit down and sort out my never ending piles of paperwork into nice manageable piles.
Hoorah...there is light at the end of the tunnel!

P.S Thanks Sal for your lovely words xxxx

Lots of love Debbie x