"I know Mum, but you can't. We have to find out what is wrong with you. Try not to worry."The doctor tells us there will be more hospital visits, more tests. She puts her arm through mine and we walk out into the sunshine.
"I worry about you Cheryl, you should not have to do this, you have enough problems of your own."
Her eyes are full, her little body bowed........
"Don't you worry about me Mum, I'll take care of us both."
We walk slowly to the car............when did my mother turn into my child?