Horrible Week

It has been a horrible week, and I really hope I don't have to go through this again. Things are better now but I am still a little shaken I think. It all started last Thursday as we neared the end of the Thursday War. I was called out of the Ops Room to take a phone call in the radio room. As I went around there I thought it was the squadron calling to say that their cab was unserviceable and that the flying was binned. Imagine my shock as I answered the phone and it was Debbie on the other end saying that William had been taken into hospital. I really didn't know what to think so I went to see the old man, who later said I had looked as white as a sheet. Anyway a few phone calls later and after talking to a nurse at the hospital all seemed fine. They were just keeping him in overnight to keep an eye on him but thought he just had a bit of a cold.

Anyway the ship kindly let me take the weekend off to give Debbie support when she got the little man home. Hire car was booked and I got on the road thinking that by the time I got their all would be fine. Things just weren't going well for me though because as I reached Exeter I had a blow out, and the car went all wobbly. I suppose it wasn't as bad as the time that my wheel fell of the land rover, but that is another story. Anyway I finally got to the hospital to find my little man in an oxygen box with tubes coming out of his nose and an IV in his arm.

The doctor had been around that morning and sent him for an X-Ray because he had problems breathing and they found out that he had pneumonia and a collapsed lung. Poor little fella, he is only nine weeks old. He was that poorly that he was being fed through his nose. The nurses were really great though and looked after him wonderfully. The hospital only usually lets one parent stay overnight but Friday they turned a blind eye an let us both stay. After that we took it in turns, one of us staying with the little man and the other looking after Beth at home.

Things then got worse as when I went in Monday the little man was their by himself as Debbie had been sent down to A&E by the nurses. After an X-Ray it turned out she had inflamed lungs so she got put on a course of antibiotics, but her chest knocked her out a bit.

Well yesterday they finally let him out of hospital, he is still on antibiotics every eight hours which we are just about managing to give him with the help of a syringe in the mouth. They are making some follow up appointments for him to check his lungs as it takes a while for them to re inflate but hopefully soon he will be as right as rain.

I am just so lucky that I have been allowed to take time off work to support Debbie and help look after the little man.