After a much longer than expected hiatus, I am happy to be back a-bloggin’. Not least because it marks (nearly) the end of February, which, for a variety of reasons, has been a month I will not miss.
Probably the most significant and traumatic event of February was an apnoea episode that Ada suffered towards the beginning of the month, which resulted in her hospitalisation. She was hooked up to all sorts of machines to monitor her; an ECG, a breathing monitor, the works. All tests came back completely normal. To all intents and purposes, she was the very epitome of health itself!
Whilst in one way this was reassuring, in other ways it did very little to alleviate my fear. Had the tests found an underlying cause for the apnoea then that would have given us something to work towards treating and overcoming. As it stands, we have no answers. It seems that she simply forgot to breathe; nothing more, nothing less. There is absolutely no reason why it happened. And, thus, absolutely no reason why it won’t happen again. Still, I can’t dwell on that and, aside from the standard party line touted – often with very little conviction – by members of our local NHS Trust (“blah, blah, blah, not safe to co-sleep, blah blah, blah”) the care and support we continue to receive from St Richard’s has been second to none.
Ada in hospital, visibly traumatised by her near-death-experience!
Well, I had intended this next paragraph to detail some of the other rubbish stuff that has happened this month. Having just written about the time my baby nearly died though, it all sounds kinda petty, even in my head – so I dare not commit it to print! I am very lucky and, although things are by no means perfect right now, they are most certainly perfect enough. And that’s just dandy.
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