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Today has been a good day. 

I went to St Marks this morning to have the second dose of IV antibiotics. This time I did it myself with the nurse watching to check that I could do it ok. 

I came home with a bag of antibiotics, needles and syringes. Crikey, I sound like a junkie!!

After that I went to pick up the kids from school- their last day before Christmas. Here is the lovely Christmas card that big girl had made for me. 



One of the mums said that she thought I had been looking really well lately. She said it was probably because I'm always smiling- something that I realised I hadn't done much of the last few months or years. 

The kids had some friends round to play and it was a good chance for me to have a good catch up with friends that I haven't spent much time with over the last few months. 

It's so nice to be able to do normal stuff like this and I feel like I'm rediscovering the old me. 

I hadn't had any TPN fluids the last 2 nights because of the line being so sore so this afternoon I was hooked up to a bag of saline. Rather than lug a drip stand around the house I have this very fetching rucksack which contains the fluids, pump and battery. 

 

I know you're probably all wishing you had such a trendy rucksack but I'm afraid this fashion accessory is strictly for medical use only 😉

Christmas this year seems even more special as I really did think that I might end up spending it in hospital. 

I've spent both the kids birthdays in hospital, as well as mine and hubby's but this made me realise that its not going out for fancy meals, or having big, expensive presents that are important. It's just being with the people you love and enjoying the moment that's special. That's something that me & hubby will be applying to Christmas. 

That's why I'm really looking forward to having a very chilled out, lazy weekend with hubby and the kids. I've done my Tesco shop online so that I don't have to battle the crowds and have 1 more present to collect and then that's it. 

This weekend will be all about snuggling on the sofa, watching the Strictly final, some Christmas movies and saying to hell with the laundry and cleaning- they can wait!

NB x


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