Docs & Nurses = Our Best Friends...

but how do you tell a 3 year old that he has to stop spitting and kicking at the doctors and nurses who are trying to treat him?

I guess because he did not feel unwell when he came to the hospital over 2 weeks ago, his impression of doctors and nurses is that they wake him up to take blood and give him meds, when as far as he's concerned, he's fine - and Leo is very up front about telling us, he's fine! PJ and I often wonder if it would have been easier for Leo to have been unwell but then in the next thought, you know he's seriously unwell anyway so to wish he was sick or whatever, simply goes against everything you feel as a parent.

Our friends have been awesome and members of our families have dropped everything to help us. The phone rang many times during the first week but people now feel they don't want to harass us which is fair enough. Having said that, PJ and I are keen to continue some semblance of normality, not that we have any as we have nowhere to live and have had to leave our fantastic new lives in Spain. So the offer to go watch the Champions League final tomorrow night is most welcome for PJ as he needs to be able to unwind as he's propping both Leo and I up at present.

Off to the hospital now and no doubt if Leo is feeling up to it, he'll want more painting and toys...oh, we'll watch Cars or Monsters Inc at least 3 times today! I cannot wait! Watching Leo playing, painting or relaxing watching the movies is a dream and I would not swap it for anything in the world.