This week has not gone to plan. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d be using my Sunday afternoon to write this post on my phone whilst sat in a hospital, but that’s exactly what I’m doing…
Adam and I brought Paul in to our local emergency department on Friday after a few days of him being unwell. We’d visited our GP the day prior and we knew by Friday lunchtime it was where we needed to be.
We’ve spent the weekend here and it’s still not clear when we might get discharged. Paul’s not gravely ill, but at the moment the hospital can offer him a better recovery environment than home.
It’s been a stressful, emotional, exhausting few days but the entire family is in good spirits. The doctors and nurses have shown us so much care and compassion and Adam and I have so appreciated the facilities available to parents at the hospital thanks to Ronald McDonald House.
Hopefully come next week life will be looking a little more normal.
Until then, have a wonderful week.