Once we arrived at the hospital, meeting the doctors at rounds was a bit tricky. There are new people for us to meet and get to know. We are getting the impression that they think we are high maintenance. I should tell them that I need all the information that I ask about so that my blog is accurate!
Henry spent the morning getting worse, then sat at an acceptable level for a while but on quite a lot of support. He was peeing and, because we had been so prepared, I would say that Aly and I coped reasonably well. He looked terrible all day but both of us knew that he was going to get worse before he got better.
Charlie started to play up a bit on Tuesday too. He has a big belly, there isn't stool coming out of his ostomy and his urine output is dropping. We've been told by surgery to wait (X-rays are not showing blockages). Surgery telling us to wait and see - one of Aly's favourite things.
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You tell them you DO need info for the blog and that the New York fighting fitzie fan club is relentless with their need for details. Oh my friends, what a difficult difficult time for all of you. Sigh. Holding you in my hearts so tight, surrounding you with strength peace and holding a lantern for you through the miles in the storm. xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
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