We had a night in Starship on Friday night. Guy hadn't been well for the two previous days - not eating, not taking his meds well and generally "droopy". We stayed overnight in isolation in a different part of Starship (we really are getting to see far too many different wards) as he is covered in spots which the doctors were concerned might be chicken pox (they aren't).
We were discharged later on Saturday but Bevan and I then seemed to have a tummy bug, so that may have been his problem. He just can't shake a bad cough he's had for weeks now. It shakes his whole little body, poor wee man, and he is throwing up with it most mornings.
We have our next appointment set in the heart clinic for a few weeks time so that will be a full work up and show what is going on with his heart.
Meg, in the meantime, had a wonderful weekend. She was whisked off to stay with Cormac for two nights. Aunty Rachel indulged her and she has gorgeous new haircut, pjs and undies!
Meg apparently decided that she should try swimming without arm bands... luckily Uncle Nick was prepared for the inevitable result and picked her up off the bottom of the pool before she drank too much! Hopefully the weather will play its part and there will be lots of time to learn to go arm bandless this summer.
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