Whilst I'm sitting up at night, I take photos of Reuben sleeping, hands and feet. You may see the snaps better by clicking on them. Makes me feel like I've achieved something today!
A triple night nurse let down from Maxim and a gillionth call into Apria to deliver medical supplies, it's not that hard, surely. You take the order, you fulfill, you deliver. Apparently not. You take the order, we repeat the call every 2 days to make the same order. The nurses, well, 2 nights on the trot no nurse and then tonight, our good nurse is booked to go elsewhere so we have a stand in and that means another hour explaining everything here. I've let Yuka and Scottie down again as they were due to visit us this evening. We have a dire need to sleep and everything is beyond in turmoil here. Dear CHARGEr mum and dads, how on Earth do you cope?
PS Jason's just asked. Do you think these cathetars (8 French, mind) are as French as French fries?
Afternoon nap with Daddy
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