It has been a while since my last post. However I’m sure that all will be forgiven when you hear how the weekend, and then therefore the week so far has gone. After all, we all know that how you spend your Sunday determines the fortune of the rest of your week.
It began on the Saturday night where my eldest little pig (P) was up most of the night with growing pains. This resulted in my jolting awake in panic at 7.10am. We had a swimming class at 8.15am, and had to be out of the house by 7.30am. I know what you are thinking……what moron books a swimming class for 8.15am on a Sunday morning? However we screeched to halt at 8.15am on the dot and my youngest little pig and I were in the water by 8.20am.
The day then proceeded as normal. I was in the kitchen cooking a roast dinner and the little pigs were playing on the sofa with their Dad. I was just about to put the roasties in the oven, when the sound of screaming came from the living room. Poor ‘P’ had rolled off of her Dad, who she and her sister had been jumping on and her arm had got caught behind her. In her own words ‘it went click’. We were at A&E within half an hour and the fantastic staff that work at our local NHS Hospital were amazing.
Within minutes she had received pain relief, a sling for her floppy arm and had been sent for an x-ray. Within half an hour we’d seen the A&E Doctor who gave us the diagnosis. She had fractured her Humerus and in true ‘P’ style had done it well. She had managed to suffer a spiral fracture. Another couple of hours and ‘P’ was in plaster and admitted on to the paediatric ward for a night of observation.
Both my little pigs are massive ‘daddy’s girls’. It was made very clear to myself by ‘P’ that I was neither wanted nor needed. Despite that I was dying inside, I kissed my little pig goodbye and promised that I’d be back in the morning. I relieved Nanny from her duties and was in bed within an hour of being home. Monday morning came and my sister in law came to look after my youngest little pig, ‘E’. I then headed back to Hospital to see ‘P’, who on the phone was very insistent that I come see her….when I arrived I was promptly told ‘I want Daddy’ and ‘go away Mummy’. Words can be very hurtful sometimes!
Monday she was discharged home. We spent the rest of the day on eggshells, terrified that she would come to harm again. Tuesday we abandoned poor ‘E’ once again with my Husband’s Aunt, to take poor ‘P’ to have her tooth removed (it had been booked months ago). My poor baby piggy then underwent a General Anaesthetic and had her dead tooth removed. We collected ‘E’ who had reached her limit at being palmed off. In her defence she has only just decided to allow her grandparents near her. For a long while she wouldn’t even go to her Daddy until the age of five months.
Wednesday we had a quiet day planned. Some more family members visited and the day was spent in a calm manner. Apart from ‘P’ not wanting her sister near her, and ‘E’ still making sure that we knew she had not forgiven us for leaving her. The nigglings of my own sore throat that I’d been ignoring were turning into more severe symptoms.By the time I now write this, I am dosed up to the eyeballs on antibiotics, Ibruprofen and Paracetamol. Between my daughter and I, we are currently keeping the local chemist in business.
On the whole my little pigs have been fantastic and so brave and resilient. In fact, I have spent most of the day convincing ‘P’ that for the moment the slide and the trampoline are not available for playing on.
The main thing that I have taken from this weekend is that every single NHS staff member we have come across, has been fantastic. Although in the nicest way possible I don’t want to see them for a while again, I am incredibly grateful for this country’s healthcare system. They didn’t miss a beat.
My husband and I have been truly humbled at the love and support we have been given over the last few days. It’s safe to say both our little piggies are truly loved by all.
Speak to you soon.
Wishing you well.
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