I can't be stressed - Alex doesn't believe such a thing exists . When he told me this last week as we were walking away from the "group hug", I did have to ask him what thought was causing his abnormal behaviour that day.

I had just put up with him muttering in the car on the way, asking me why I had chosen the lane I had. Apparently I was supposed to pick the far right lane to avoid being slowed down by those merging from the far left into the middle due to parked cars. This, when I was turning left at the end of the block (one day I will drop him off and let him walk and THEN he will truly know what stress is!). Kept his head down so he didn't have to talk to the doctors as they came out of the meeting. Muttered because reception wasn't there to greet him and book him in but refused to let her know he was there when she finally showed up choosing instead to wait till last so he REALLY had something to complain about. How disappointed he must have been to be called first anyway. Refused to talk to our cancer co-ordinator, made flippant and misleading remarks to the ENT trying to find out how he was doing and apparently not suffering from stress.

All sweetness and light the next day, and when he met me and a friend for coffee told the friend what a horror he had been the previous day. Not stressed though.