Its crap and hideous. I could write so much more but I am so so tired. I have to force his meds down still and he wails and his face is red and streaming. He looks and feels humiliated as he is always such a brave canny boy outside of all this.
He's having a three hour blood transfusion tonight as he's been so low and quiet, angry, miserable. Its unbearably hot on ward but I have been bought a fan now which helps. The ward is so noisy it's hellish. The children have packs of marauding families in all the time, bellowing and giggling and rolling in a bit pissed sometimes. Ds puts his hands over his ears. Ive got him some ear plugs. we just arent used to this level of noise and confusion - our house is just he and I, our doggies. No catastrophising fucking parents/grannies/grandads/uncles aunties and 42 cousins. Horrible.
How can they all be so bloody jolly?
Ds is doing very well and we went out for a stroll in buggy today but he didnt say a word and wanted to come back to the ward.
We might be allowed out midweek to stay in Clic house nearby but i dont know. I havent had a shower for two days and really truly?? well the nurses just leave you to get on with it. It must be very normal for them - screaming cancerous kids and upset parents.
There really should be more help for lone parents like me doing this on our own th ough.
They homnestly havent got time to give much of a shit or any one on one care as they constantly hjave to dish out drugs.
I have to change ds and my sheets, make our tea (both of us as the food is so hideous he wont touch it).
Shocking really.
Havent previewed this so sorry for typos