Big Bro spent four weeks after his birth, in between intensive care and the high dependency unit. Those four weeks were the hardest weeks I’ve ever had to endure. The not knowing was the difficult thing. From one day to the next, I only had a rough understanding of what was happening – nurses, doctors, surgeons – [...]
My Special Care Baby
October 8, 2012 by · 24 Comments
Faintly, there came a voice – a soft, masculine voice whispering, chanting. I had the vague sensation of choking on something and of a dream slipping away from the edges of my consciousness. The voice grew louder, the chanting taking shape, forming a sound I recognised – my name. “Stacey, Stacey wake up, wake [...]
