Well the awful week is over, Dad got an infection and spent last week in hospital having intravenous antibiotics, saline and two blood transfusions. Poor thing. Seeing my Dad so tearful is so sad and hard, my protector now needs protecting. Its hard because I remember all the times he looked after me, carrying me when I was little and I fell asleep, being there for me, holding my hand and being the best Dad. But, I guess this is the way life goes.
Anyway, he got out at the end of the week, still a little jaded but Mum and Dad managed to get away to the hotel they had pre-booked for the weekend so I am pleased about that, also, pleased they are now on their way home!! :-)
This week we have the consultant on Thursday so I am going to have lots of early nights so that I feel really positive and able to cope with anything, and able to support my parents as best as I can.
So watch this space! byeeeeeeeeeee
