Home time

The last couple of weeks have consisted of Sarah heading over to Stoke Mandeville in the morning to tend to the boys, do their cares, feed them etc. I've headed over to the hospital in the evening to do the last care and pick up Sarah and then head home.

It's been a nice routine, but we'd always wanted them home. Well that time is neigh. However, we've had a couple of nights "bedding in" first. Our first night was Wednesday night. Bedding in, apparently, consists of being trapped in a tiny, windowless, super-heated dungeon. I fortunately only had to cope with it Wednesday and Thursday nights. Sarah had to cope with it for the entirety of Thursday day time, whilst I worked. So when I got to Stoke on Thursday evening to I found a very upset Sarah.

I wheeled the cot round to the ward. Asked the Staff there to look after the boys for twenty minutes whilst we went round to the canteen for a walk and a cup of tea. She was much better after a break.

We were originally told that we could leave on Thursday evening. But in the end with the baby resuscitation training and the paperwork it was too late to leave when the time came. So we decided to stay the second night and head off in the morning.

In the morning I took it upon myself to ensure that everything was sorted out. Confirming with all the nurses that everything had been done, we were OK to leave etc. Sometimes you have to be quite pro-active.

So the time came to pack them up and get them home.