We had a little visit to the RVI last Friday. Elizabeth had a minor cold but it went to her chest and she became very wheezy. I took her in for the day on the advice of our GP. Elizabeth was started on her extra-strong antibiotics (she is till on the weekly prophylactic ones) and was much better by Tuesday of this week.
That Friday was definitely one of the worst (and funniest) mornings of my life. It involved Elizabeth hyperventilating, A being away for the week on a course and the discovery that Chloe had nits! Compared to that, any job would be a doddle for me now. Lion tamer? Wing walker? Those are jobs for wimps!
Aside from being a nitty nurse, my other occupation has been plotting (with Mr Jaffrey's support) to get some research done on the surgical treatment of exomphalos. Geeps has seen loss after loss of little ones born with giant exomphalos recently. Only three out of nine babies, including Elizabeth, have survived and that doesn't count the ones whose parents understandably chose not to go ahead with the preganancy because the prognosis was so poor. Well, the good news is that the British Association of Paediatric Surgeons is considering carrying out some research and we are doing everything we can to make that happen.
J
xxx
Monday, September 24, 2007
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