A bag full of blood
At 9pm last night we received a call from the local hospital to say the blood was ready, within the hour Mlg and I were cuddled togther (it was my turn in the hospital) in a small quite room hooked up to the blood machine. Over the next 4 hours a bag full of the good stuff was dripped slowly into Mlg who did not complain one bit, before dawn I was back in bed and the little one back in her mothers arms. The world is good again, for a few hours at least.
At 9pm last night we received a call from the local hospital to say the blood was ready, within the hour Mlg and I were cuddled togther (it was my turn in the hospital) in a small quite room hooked up to the blood machine. Over the next 4 hours a bag full of the good stuff was dripped slowly into Mlg who did not complain one bit, before dawn I was back in bed and the little one back in her mothers arms. The world is good again, for a few hours at least.
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