we've been home 9 days and fitted a month of work and drama into that small space of time.
Yesterday we rushed Tilly to hospital with pain in her right hip. Just going around a corner in the car caused her to cry out with pain.
Our hospitals are great, efficient and free, however, one still feels like a number in the process. It's sobering to see so many sick children. It bought back sad memories of a time in our life when we spent a lot of time there.
A day of scans, X rays, blood analysis revealed she had fluid on her hip but it wasn't septic (fortunately.)
Not surprisingly Tilly is an extremely active and inventive child, even in her physical play and could have damaged her hip at any time recently but wasn't aware of it until yesterday morning. Did she do it jumping off the play-gym in the yard at home, or being a commando in the new tunnel we constructed together…then it could have been when she climbed the small hill in the back yard and used the hose as her abseil link… !!!!!!
We got home at 2.00 am this morning with doses of "O" something, a mild form of morphine suitable for children and we saw the old Tilly back.
It's 7.00 am and the day has begun. It's going to be busy, the gardener has created an park like oasis for Christmas day..
The cleaners have been in and cleaned my carpets…. the tables ready, presents not even thought of a week ago are under the tree and a visit to the market today will finish off the process.
I think I'm going to have a celebratory drink (strong Turkish coffee) because I missed our office party yesterday. I'm going to watch TV tonight, finish editing and enjoy the day..
Hopefully today, Tilly and Rachael have a better day.
Thank you one and all for your well wishes for her…. you don't know how much it is appreciated.