So Tuesday was going to be the day Héloïse would free herself from her catheter. And indeed it has been. But after a black Monday when she started vomiting, got up to 40°C of temperature and down to 8/3 of blood pressure!
Very bad infection indeed that will keep her in hospital for a week to fully treat it, when she was dreaming of swimming in the sea with her big brother. Despite all that courage that amazes us every day, she got very sad, and I almost cried myself while hugging and kissing her.
But yesterday she was better and at night we played a lot. We slept late, hand in hand, and the prospect of getting out of intensive care today to go back to her quarters in Hôpital L’Archet makes her day. At least we saw her little body react quickly which shows that her cells are in order.
Thankfully my parents had come to give a hand with the expected busy routine. They ended up looking after the two boys, food and more. Strange birthday for my father!