This week Little S went back to GOSH for a check-up.
She was fine - in fact the doctor (who hadn't seen her before) said that if he hadn't know about her condition he would never have guessed - she's doing really well.
However, just the fact that we needed to go for a check-up brought a lot of anxiety back again - Little S is so outwardly healthy, it is so easy to put any issues right to the back of your mind for quite a while - which is great, until those issues surface again.
And then after the check-up we tell everyone that Little S is doing well - but that doesn't mean that she's 'recovering' or 'out of the woods', it just means that the previous operation was successful and that Little S has had no bad reactions.
I say 'just' when I actually mean that Little S is a bloody miracle and the doctors and surgeons are amazing!
But I also say 'just' as these current check-ups are steps on the way to a further major operation at some point in the next year or so and that continues to hang-over us like a bad cloud.