Tuesday 8th July

A day of ups and downs

It was a very broken night's sleep for me and mummy. I was still quite sad in the morning and a bit sore, but by lunchtime the doctors and nurses were pleased enough with my progress to take me off my drip which is giving me all the essential stuff I need. They also removed my colostomy bag.

 

OK, I'll give this a go

 

I even managed a couple of chicken nuggets at lunchtime, but I couldn't stomach much. I have been told to drink plenty (but it's not really been enough). Daddy took me to the toilet for the first time at lunchtime (he is working at the London office so he can see me first thing, at lunch and in the evening) - he carried me there and I walked gingerly back to my bed. Still, it's all progress!

 

Not at my best

In the evening I ate a sausage roll and soon after was sick. I was sick again not long after (hey it may have been the morphine), so, looking visibly weaker, the nurses decided to put me back on the drip overnight. I was still really sore in my stomach. Sabina came to visit me which was really nice.

Still hoping to get home over the next couple of days, but feels a bit more distant this evening.

I'm off to get some more z's.

Loads of love,


Rosa Samosa x