Poor Cat suffered a terrible cricked neck last night. It was so bad she could not get out of bed so I had to physically hold her head and neck in my hands nice and straight, every tiny movement caused a sharp stabbing pain. Cat seriously thought her neck was broken. Of course it wasn;t but people underestimate the trauma that a whiplash type neck pain can produce.
Aimee thought the fact that Mummy was in a neck brace all very amusing and showed how much she cared by jumping all over Mummy's prone bed-ridden body.
We did all manage to go for a walk in the sunshine later on. The park across the road is handy since we cna now walk Aimee there while holding her hand, so no need for a cumbersome pram. It's really cute hearing her little footsteps pitter patter along the pavement, trying to keep up with us adults.
Let's hope Cat's neck injury goes away fast and we can prepare for our imminent (althought still not yet confirmed) house move.
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