Yesterday I got the news that I’d soon receive pictures of a manuscript written by Emile Zola, for me to translate. I’ve read a printed copy of the text, but will be working from images of the handwritten version to ensure maximum accuracy. And it’s so exciting! The text has never been translated to English before.
Happy days!
But then came the bad news…
I’ve been suffering with a cold for the last few days, real snotty and sore of throat.
Barnaby, whilst in remission from his leukemia, still has to have regular maintenance chemo. Which he went on for again on Monday. As I have a cold, and his immune system will be surpressed, it was decided that he would stay in hospital, just as a precaution. While it made me sad, he was excited to be around the friends he’d made.
Yesterday, I had Indigo feeling rather unwell. She was becoming snotty and snuffly. Last night, after she’d been in bed for an hour, I went to check on her, and found her wheezing and struggling to breathe. It scared me, a lot. We got her to the ER, and they admitted her for chest x-rays and tests, but they suspect she has asthma and had a very bad attack. They are keeping her in. It’s now nearly 8 a.m. and having been at the hospital all night, I’ve dashed home to feed the twins and to give Jack a hug, before getting changed and running back to the hospital.
There is something so sad about a little nearly 3 year old girl in a big hospital bed. I can’t visit Barney because I’m still a little snuffly, and have to wear a face mask when I visit Indigo. But I have to be there. I’ve had Ryan’s parents come over and watch the twins, as Ryan is over with Barney.
I’m thankful that Ryan, Jack and the twins are apparently bullet-proof… and I hope I haven’t spoken too soon……
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Facebook is being so slow that it won’t even perform a redirect, so I’m glad I managed to open your page!
When you said that Indie was feeling poorly yesterday, I thought she caught your cold or that she was about to vomit, but honestly, I COULDN’T EVEN THINK OF THIS IN A WORST NIGHTMARE. So, I apologise for having commented with only a sad smiley. I think I’m freaked out now and it’s exactly what you mentioned that scares me: a three-year-old in a hospital bed.
Fingers crossed that she’ll be feeling really well soon and that she’ll have a proper 3rd birthday party. Love you and love her.