Not to be outdone by his sister’s recent hospitalisations, Noah decided to drop his bundle today and with oxygen sats in the high 80’s earned himself a trip to the hospital in an ambulance.

Abandoned by our paediatrician, once more, we hospital hopped from the local, rural  ER to our secondary in our trusty ‘am blue ants’ 

David has taken the first shift tonight because, well, just because it’s his turn and I’m tired.

Is that mean?

The very kind ambulance man even took photos on my mobile phone of Noah and I getting into the vehicle.

You’ll have to wait for those. Technical support is currently unavailable.