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We are home. Recovering at home. Not sharing a bathroom. No nurses waking us up. No bell that rings at the paediatric ward door. No machine making a bit of a noise ALL. NIGHT. LONG. No crying babies.
We are home.

Torn in three

Night three in our little flat.  Flat number 9 in the Paediatric ward of course.
Quintus was better this morning (meaning that he didn’t cry in pain but still battled to get off the bed).  Tonight the pain doesn’t seem under control at all.  He isn’t drinking enough and the last thing I want is for [...]

Today was too much

My day started with a crisis and ended in the same way.
Tommie woke me up and said that there was something stuck in my dog’s throat.  She was battling to breath and clearly trying to get it out.  It was getting worse and worse and she was getting weaker.  Eventually the Vet was available and [...]

GPS

A GPS is a wonderful thing.

It actually might gets you to where you want to go.
It’s great entertainment
It’s a nice accessory in your car
It’s also great when your fuel light comes on…

Today I went shopping in another town.  I needed time out and since my mom had the boys for the night and was very [...]