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Shutting Down

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DOminic at Great Ormond street hospital with mickey mouse and Minnie Mouse

It feels like a while since I’ve updated. In practice I think it’s just that the weekend draaaaaaaaged with such efficiency that it just feels like weeks have passed. I’m delighted to say that Mickey Mouse did make an appearance on Friday and even brought Minnie along for the ride. I’m even more pleased that Dominic was so excited at the prospect that his cheese loving hero was coming especially to see him that he leg waggled his way around the ward for at least an hour before they eventually turned up (Mickey, it seems, needs a cup of tea between ...

Critical Tiredness

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Dominic with bed hair

I’m sure all of my friends who are parents, and quite a few who are still energetic enough to enjoy nightlife away from the television will know what I am talking about when I say that I think I have hit critical tiredness. For those duvet obsessives who have never sacrificed a night’s sleep to wipe a child’s bottom or to stagger home as dawn is breaking, cast your mind to one of those big budget disaster movies. Picture the scenario: the hero, who also happens to be the captain of the ship, has valiantly battled on through adversity to ...

The Evolutionary Swamp that is the NHS

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caveman
Whilst I appreciate the rich variety of people that I am privileged enough to encounter courtesy of the NHS, I really wish you could wing it so there are slightly more sane people in my vicinity, rather than the collection of prehistoric flubber that has currently taken to lurking outside my bedroom door swearing at their velour clad offspring.

The Mother of Optimism

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The Mother of Optimism

We have a plan (I have an overwhelming urge to say Batman after that, but have resisted the temptation  in order to maintain at least a visage of sanity at this juncture of our incarceration). To catch you up since our last entry we have excelled at defining the 'quo' in status. We have tried doing nothing, changing nothing, just giving the boy tiiiiiiimmmmme. In response to this reasonable approach, the unreasonable gastric losses decided to creep a little higher. So, as next strategic move to counter this rather unexpected turn of events, we decided to try going down on ...

Towel-gate

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hospital towel

I've come here a few times to update since last week and then, like a teenager refusing to acknowledge that there is life outside the duvet, thought better of it and disappeared back under the covers. Not, of course, because I have any type of warm, cocooned feeling from our hospital room that I'm reluctant to leave, but because I've just had nothing positive to share with the world outside. There is just a whole load of nothingness. Nothing has happened, nothing has changed and whilst nothing to some people is a good thing, as far as getting Dominic home ...