On this night ten years ago we waited with anxious hearts for this one more night which was to make the difference between teams of doctors and nurses working to save – or not – the life of our first little (tiny) grandbaby. 22 weeks and 6 days gestation – certain death… 23 weeks gestation – full support and a chance at life.
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The day he was born, we entered the never before seen underworld of the neo-natal unit at King Edward on the 8.2.08.
I ignore the crashing in the corners of my mind… it has happened… he is born… too soon… too soon…
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