Just a pity post really.
Bob is now offically not an extended breastfed toddler, and the amount of stuff I'm on it's just not worth risking it. Seems silly for him to come back to it after 2 weeks off. It's not really the way I wanted it to end, but it was always going to be sad for me.
I had a stroke/meningitis scare the 2nd night, and was raced down for a CT scan, millions of tests etc. Best guess migraine, but they didn't actually do a lumbar puncture (which I have a total phobia of and kept refusing to 6 doctors) as I was already on ABs.
On the plus side I got my own room, the food wasn't too awful and all my nurses were lovely.
Goodness knows when I will be up to anything more than mumsnetting and drinking tea...