Today Lilly's drain was removed. It all went well and she handled it like a trooper. She's a tough little girl. Her wounds look terrible. They are puffy and huge. She is experiencing sharp random pains that I can only imagine to be very painful. Just writing this makes me cringe at this memory.
We return back home after the hospital visit and intend on spending the rest of the day and night there just bumming around not doing much at all.
The girls do some school work and Waz and I take Lilly for a walk in her pram. She is experiencing some cabin fever. But when the cat is away the mice will play. Not a lot of school work got done in our absence.
The painkillers give Lilly a high. We hate giving it to her but we want to ease the pain. The problem is she gets really active on her leg. We turned away and minutes later looked back at her. She was on all fours and putting one leg into the air, her bad one, saying "look at me". This is her form of handstand, so the kids tell me. (I think we just might stick to Nurofen in the future)
Its a cold night. The wind is blowing a gale. The painkillers are finally doing what we want them to do and she seems to be sleeping well tonight.
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