So sorry to hear about poorly babies (and poorly mums, Notcitrus. Gastroenteritis is horrid), and thanks for the suggestions re: crap GP.
I ended up calling my aunt the doctor (she is a pathologist, so her patients tend to be in bits, under a microscope, but still). She told me how to apply the ointment (canesten with hydrocortisone - round the opening of the willy, not the shaft, sorry if TMI but this was by no means obvious). Today the swelling has gone down, and there is no green discharge - which is, as you can imagine, a huge relief. I thought those things only happened in the exorcist.
At any rate, said GP will grant me an audience tomorrow. If I'm lucky.
Diego is in really good spirits though, chattering and playing on the floor. Digi, he doesn't remotely roll either, or shows any inclination to want to do so.
He will be 26 weeks in three weeks, and I still do not have a clue how I'm going to go about weaning. I confess that I gave him a slice of cucumber from my salad today (first ever bit of food he's sucked - hope this was not irresponsible!). At any rate, he was not as impressed by the cucumber as I was with the gamut of facial expressions he entertained me with. It was hilarious.
And finally, on Sunday we put him in his own room, as we had to extend the cot where he sleeps. I LOVE having my room back, being able to sleep before bed time and
OH MY GOD, HE JUST ROLLED AS I WAS TYPING THIS, on a blanket on the floor, back to front. This is a first. And is now crying because it was all unexpected. [Dummy]
As I was saying, he's in his own room and it's been great. He does not seem to particularly miss being with us. Last night, however, was rubbish. Bed at 7:35, feed at 10:45, settle at 1:30, feed at 2:20, settle at 4:30 and 5:30, up at 6:30. This morning I wanted someone to come and shoot me. Strangely, you get up, start the day and realise that the zombie state is now normality and get on with things. I do want it to end though, and am considering buying some sort of sleeping method from this Dana Obleman woman which I found online. Does anybody know it? It's probably one more of those stating-the-obvious, patronising methods designed to make you feel inadequate while you part with our money, but that's how tired I am.
Sorry about the long and rambling post. If you're still reading you've probably correctly concluding that it is a fair reflection of my mental state...
Sleep vibes to all.