Grey day

Today will go down in our little family's history. The day we went to hospital to get a bead out of Squidge's nose!

It's not a day I'd like to repeat any time soon, it has been pretty horrible from start to finish. We had an awful night's sleep. I slept with her as I was worried that she couldn't breathe and the noise of her breathing through the bead was like a whistle blowing as she slept!

I cancelled all my meetings and work for the day and we drove to the hospital. Queued for a machine to register, queued for outpatients, sat and waited three hours (took this pic of her in there) in a hot and stuffy ENT ward and finally we were seen. We tried cajoling Squidge into letting the doctor look up her nose with a torch, the doctor even pretended to examine her Daddy Bunny to no avail! So we had to pin her down in the end so he could use a metal crochet hook to get the bead out. She kicked and screamed. It felt like it went on forever but was probably only about 30 seconds. The bead was dislodged and she just clung to us both weeping.

We are all a bit traumatised. It sounds dramatic but it has been a horrible episode. The hospital was grey and horrible. The weather was grey and horrible. We got back to a messy, cold house as there's no heating on in the daytime normally and we'd left in a hurry. And we were all shattered and ratty. It was just an awful grey day. One I hope we never have to repeat.

Looking forward to getting back into our normal routine tomorrow. This has been a strange start to the week.