Category Archives: All about Abi

You are my sunshine – a birthday poem

My darling Abi, I recall you lying on your changing mat when you were a tiny baby Those early months just you and me while Daddy was at work Finding my feet with this miraculous little person Who had grown inside me for nine months I found I would sing ‘You are my sunshine’ to...

The final prognosis

On the morning of Saturday, 9th February, we were allowed into PICU while the doctors did their formal assessment of Abi’s condition. We knew these were ‘last chance’ tests. Abi had been in a coma for over 48 hours. She’d shown very little response since her collapse other than coughing a couple of times and...

I dreamt of you

In my morning sleep, the sleep before the day begins, I saw you Clear, real, here You were standing on the landing, in the doorway to our bedroom. From my bed, I talked to you Like I used to You up and ready for the day Me rousing from sleep You looked a year or...

A knot of hair

Abi was transferred into Bristol Children’s Hospital the afternoon of Friday, 8th February. We were introduced to another consultant, who told us that they were going to ‘start from scratch’ the next day, give her the night to settle in and then assess her entire situation in the morning. We felt bolstered by this. It...

Clinging to hope

On the morning of Friday, 8th February, Abi had another CT scan – her first scan after the two operations. Taking her for this scan wasn’t a quick process for the care team; just to move her to the scanning room was a major task as all the equipment had to go with her. We...

Intensive care … is intense

Seeing your child in intensive care is a scary prospect, it’s not called ‘intensive’ for nothing! The machines are the first thing that you notice, but you know that every wire and machine is there for a very good reason so they become less daunting after a while. I almost got used to them, even...

Good grief! I had a facial

I used to enjoy booking myself in for an occasional massage or facial, it was always a nice treat, but since Abi died I’ve not been able to allow myself to do it. To relax is to let emotions come to the surface, to be able to meditate on the thoughts going through your mind,...

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Dear Doctor, You’ve stood with me on this journey You saw my daughter being rushed into your ICU You stabilised her You kept her young body going Gave us hope after hope that she might wake up You showed empathy when that hope was gone Continue reading → Share this:Tweet Email a link to a...

The heartache of decluttering after my daughter died

Ever since I had children, I’ve been bagging up clothes and toys for either car boot sales or charity shops, although it always seems the more I ‘recycle’ the more ‘stuff’ comes back into the house! It’s been a long time since we did a car boot… I say ‘we’ as normally Abi and I...

Hospital waiting rooms (Frenchay)

I wrote this post on 15 March 2013, just a month after Abi died. I needed to document the trauma and stress that I’d had to live, to get it out of my head in some way. I still remember every moment. I will be resharing my story of our terrible time, more for those...

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Category Archives: All about Abi

You are my sunshine – a birthday poem

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The final prognosis

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I dreamt of you

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A knot of hair

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Clinging to hope

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Intensive care … is intense

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Good grief! I had a facial

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The heartache of decluttering after my daughter died

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Hospital waiting rooms (Frenchay)

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