1. Get
up (5.30 am), usual stuff then play with the kids.
2. Go
to work part way during the day get a call ‘My daughter needs blood’…. Okay
that means transfusion in the evening ..whose going look after my son ? carry
on with work as if nothing is bothering me, but I am worried, I know the risks.
3. Lunch,
5 mins, I got to make phone calls to make child care arrangements.
4. Carry
on working.
5. Leave
work, arrive home, play with the kids.
6. Eat
supper with the kids (roast chicken [season by my daughter, the herbs were collected from the garden] and rice). I listened to my sons day at school.
7. Lay
the grass with my son and play with the kids.
8. Arrange
my sons social life for the weekend.
9. Get
a call from the hospital that the blood is ready.
10. Take
my daughter to the hospital for a transfusion (carry on working), see the blood
slowing dripping into my daughter and here from another room a little girl
gasping and rasping for life for hours on end (I have no idea what was wrong
and dread to think).
11. Go
home, go to bed (12pm).
Emotions, I didn’t have time for them
12. Back up at 76.45 a m playing with the kids.
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