Hi,

To anyone out there, who hasn’t run away (and I know alot of you have) thanks for sticking by us, thanks for reading still and taking the time to comment, even though you don’t know what to say. I know it’s all down in the dumps, illness rants and raves and you’re all sick of hearing it.

Just thank you, ok? 

Hospital: day five,

* The nurses on the paediatric medical ward are so amazing. They are kind, beautiful women, who look after my girl with skill and grace. Today we have Ivy’s favourite nurse, Pippa.

* I had a good ‘chat’ with the paediatrician and although we are still going ahead with the operation, I feel as though things will be put in place to prevent infection as much as possible. Also, it won’t be until after we get over this hurdle.

* Ivy’s oxygen saturations are up to 94%,

* She has colour in her cheeks

* We are allowed to go home today, so we can wake up with Lily on her birthday

* That means my own bed

* and my own shower

* and something to eat besides cheese Twisties (not that I have anything against them, they are a choice stress food, it’s just that there is not much vegetable in the humble Twistie and I am so desperate for vegetable, I am craving cabbage (yes, I know that’s sad)).

*It means fresh air and wide open spaces.

* I can kiss the kids and hug them tight.

* I can wander around in my zebra patterned flannelette PJs and not feel self conscious. (What? I got them for Mother’s Day, besides I look hawt in zebra wear… not).

Just a quick shout out to Tracey, Trish, Mary and XBox who kept me sane through MSN, texts and email, to Mum and David’s Mum and to the Wonder husband for holding down the fort and to the cherubs for being so patient.

I love ya’s all. MWAH!