My Mum and Dad told me about all the good wishes everyone sent onto me – thank you so much, it was and is nice to hear about them every time they come and visit me. I can see in their smiles as they tell me about them that they appreciate enormously.
So today I am fourteen days old, it has been a long 14 days. I have had good days and bad days. A few more bad days than what I would have preferred, but those things are not up to me I’m afraid.
Since I wrote to you last, a few things have happened. My kidneys have not been working as well as they should, mostly due to the fact that I have not been well. Because of this it was decided that I needed to get some dialysis done to help process the fluid that has built everywhere in me. For this to happen though, I would need to leave the Rotunda and head up to the road to Temple Street Children’s hospital. This was planned for Sunday morning, and although they tried not to show it, I could tell that Mum and Dad were nervous about me moving. As it happened, so was I. Would all the nice people in Temple Street know how to look after me the same way that all the wonderful people in the Rotunda knew how?
A couple of hours later, I was settled into my new bed, and I was getting to know all of the lovely nurses and doctors in Temple Street. I need not have worried about them not knowing me. Everyone at the Rotunda had passed notes and spoken to Temple Street to let them know about me, and to let them know that I was a bit delicate (like my Daddy…).
Then theyÂ preparedÂ me for my dialysis. Hey presto, that was done, and the process was started. So far so good on that front, it looks like it is working as it should. That is a good thing, as it should help me get me that bit further on the road to recovery (and also get rid of thatÂ puffinessÂ I appear to have developed).
Next week though is another big week, as I will be going to visit another hospital. This time it will be Crumlin Children’s hospital, where they will be carrying out an operation to close off a duct inside me. This is what should have closed up after I was born, but did not for reasons I am way to little to understand. What I, Mum, Dad and the doctors are hoping, is that this procedure will help with me getting better and stronger to deal with the pulmonary hypertension which I still have. It is up to me though, I have to do this by myself, all the doctors and nurses are only helping me to stay strong so that I can heal myself.
All of your thoughts, well wishes and presents! (Can’t wait to get home to play with my teddies) are helping me to do that, so thank you so much. I can tell that it also really helps Mum and Dad as well, they have a big smile on their faces as they tell me about all these things.
What I really like about my new bed is that Mum and Dad are able to hold my hand now, and rub my legs. It is nice to be touched by them, I can’t wait for the time when they will be able to give me hugs.
Now I must rest a little to get stronger and stronger!
Bye for now,
p.s. Super super big thank you to everyone in the Rotunda who looked after me so well when I was there with them. Everyone on the NICU ward is a hero to me, and I will always remember them.