Appearances are deceiving and blood transfusion

Over the past few days Mlg has been eating and drinking regularly, she has loved playing; walking and feeding ducks yet the chemo is taking its toll. Mlg’s haemoglobin levels have been dropping steadily, having been lulled into a sense of security it looks like the Little One will have to have a blood transfusion. How will she cope with this? When Mlg sees the nurse she cries ‘NOT ME! Not me!’ What will she think?

 What did she think? Hours later we found ourselves at the local hospital having yet more blood taken this time to check the type. Once again Mlg cried out those words that penetrated my heart and soul, ‘Not me, I’m better now’ And so we waited for hours (at a friend’s house and then home) for the blood to be delivered to the hospital

The Little Devil

My Little Devil fed ducks three times yesterday driving my wife, mum and myself mad in the process, then SHE demanded ice cream (which I had to go out and get) and she ate only a little. To top it all off she did not go to sleep until 8pm then woke up at 3am driving my better half insane until 7.30am when both of them went back to sleep. Fight the good fight. 

Holiday, times gone by

On the 3rd July 2012 we thought we were doing to Devon on family holiday. If all had been well, we would be there now eating a breakfast on a farm, the kids would be going out to the feed the animals and then perhaps we would have been going to the Eden project.  On that fate full day Mlg had an MRI scan was rushed to GOSH, our life change. We could have lost her, she is still here watching Little Einsteins waiting for jam and toast to be made.  

A beautiful night

My Little Women came home yesterday, one full of beans and the other exhaused. After having half an hour's rest on the way home from GOSH, Mlg played hard, throwing balls at everyones heads, painting, watching tv and messing up her brothers bedroom. Her brother joined in the fun, both of the kids drove us mad.....Finally Mlg went to sleep and slept through the night. She has woken up once again full of life ready to play another day. Who would have thought she had just had 16 hours worth of poisonous drugs pouring through her?

Another night away from each other



The night passed with a bash and boom,

The little boy slept, his father wept,

The mother tossed, turned and yearned,

The little girl squirmed,

No vomit in sight,

The drugs dripped in, under her soft tender skin,

If all goes well the magical spell will be caste,

And the family will be united as one, under today’s summer sun.

Let’s party!!!!!!!



Back in a place a know,

I’ll show mum a thing or two,

I’m back with my crew!

Chemo today, whey, hey,

I got up early why don’t you know,

I’ll show mum a thing two!!!!



The chemo is yet to take effect, on me,

I’ve yet to feel bad,

Mum’s sad, mum’s mad, she’s been up since two (am that is),

That’s kinda bad, of me,

What the heck, I’m young, free and single!

Live life, love life,
Cause whatever I do,  mum’s love will always be true!!!!!



Dedicated to Mlg who is have a great time, while driving her mum mad.

What's wrong with my sister?

'What's wrong with my sister?' asked the little boy 'Why does My Little Sister (Mls) keeping have to go to  hospital When will she be back? My heart sank as my son said that, as I heard Mlg start to cry and curl up into a ball.


On with the painting, the drawing, on with life and having fun with my son, I will answer his question later when I have thought of the correct answer.