Today I had to hold my son very tightly while he had a little mask put on his face to put him to sleep under general anaesthetic. He needed to have a CT scan. This is to help the cardiologists prepare and plan for the next open heart surgery. The photo was taken in the... Continue Reading →
Catching the dreaded “C” means I’ve had to isolate away from my baby
We've lived with this dreaded thing hanging over our lives for so long now and for so many of us, life is beginning to resume some normality. And for us it is in some ways but in others, our life isn't nomral anyway. My son, Azariah, is still a vulnerable baby while he waits for... Continue Reading →