It would appear

that it is getting further and further apart, the time between my entries.

It has been another busy busy week. Not all good, but not all bad.

Lil mini dude ended up in emergency the other night because his breathing got so bad. Bronchiolitis is a mongrel, that's all I'll say. So we changed the paed review to earlier, and he confirmed it was another case of bronchiolitis on top of the case he never quite got rid of. Poor little man.

And Tabitha had review with the fracture clinic 2 weeks after the plaster was put on. Apparently the break was too severe for that type of plaster so they had to remove that cast and put on a full leg cast up to her bum. I asked them to sedate her. They said no because they would have to admit her, put in a line, etc etc and often it is more distressing. So I said to them that's fine but you have been warned. I think I was more than fair.

So when we arrived at the plaster room, just down the hallway, and the screaming started (mind you that was before she even went in) I wasn't surprised. She was overdue for a nap, we had been waiting over an hour to see the doctor, she was hungry, and just generally miserable. And then they wanted to go at her plastered leg with a saw. It was never going to go well.

So she screamed. A lot. And I was holding her and trying to reassure her as the student plaster chick watched on and Mr In Charge plaster man tried to get the cast off. And in rolled another plaster person (he wasn't actually made of plaster, but he was a plasterer too, not a wall plasterer, a leg and arm and stuff one, you know what I mean). Anyway, he rocked in and attempted to help by holding her other leg. Big mistake. It would appear that the more people attempted to satiate her the stronger she fought and the louder she became. And the thrashing, let's not even go there.

So that cast came off and he started getting the next one ready. And the screaming commenced. And he was silly enough to say "she'll get tired of it soon". I simply replied "You'd think that wouldn't you?".

And after two or three more minutes another passing nurse (male) walked in and attempted to help, with Mr In Charge plaster man almost diving to prevent him touching Tabitha's other leg for fear the thrashing would recommence. And they started wrapping with the blue stuff, more screaming, yet another person came in. It was quite amazing, just how many people ended up in that small room. Oh, and I should mention that Lexi did not feel the need to stay outside with nana and Angus, no, she wanted to be with us. So she was wandering around in between grown up legs and tables and machinery. Fun times, fun times.

The plaster made it on to her leg, all the way up. And Mr In Charge plaster man says "If the doctor doesn't like the job I've done, tell him he can do it himself". There you go. I warned them. I wasn't unhappy with the job he did, I just think it was less "neat" than he was used to. Bit of a perfectionist perhaps.

Then we had to get it xrayed. That was fun too. One 22 month old requires three adults to remain still for a leg xray in case you wondered.

I'm sure there have been quite a few other things happen but to be perfectly honest with you I have absolutely no idea what they are. I have been intermittently (between hospital appointments and unscheduled visits) trying to get three essays done, none of which are small, and all of which are worth 60% each of my course mark for that subject.

Last night I managed to finally get to sleep at around 3.30 only to have Angus wake up not even an hour later, and Tabitha again. She had an horrific night. I am sure it wouldn't be comfortable with that plaster on.

Anyway, now everyone is asleep, I'm on here feeling bad that I haven't written for such a long time and feeling even worse that what used to be such a light hearted look at the antics of my kids has more become an agenda of hospital and doctor visits!!

They still make me laugh though, on a regular basis, and that's what makes it all okay. Mini dude now has four teeth - the bottom middle two and two random side ones up the top. And he claps. And can pull himself up to standing. It is astounding how fast they grow.

And the girls, well, they are characters as per usual.

Hopefully next time I write will not be so far in the future and will hold some of the little gems that I used to love to share. For now, while the world sleeps I will try and do some study. Today I think it will be sports law. Just cos.