Note if you will the way grandad is holding on to me like i am a rugby ball and he is flying up the wing, and staring intently at the monitor should it make a noise.
Wednesday, 14 January 2009
First Cuddles
This time with Grandad Peter.
Not only cuddles but as you can see, dad managed to get him to do a quick feed also. Now this has been greatly enhanced by the fact that last night my nurse changed my nasal gastric tube to a bigger size. So instead of yaking twenty five minutes, it now takes 5! Which is especially good as i am now up to 35mls every 3 and a half hours.
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