She's home

When Su and R got back from GOSH the doctors at NP said that R could come home straight away, with aspirin (disguised as a Petits Filous), so when I arrived it was just in time to help with the packing up process. R was very happy and excited, rushing around and making sure that all the drawers and cupboards were empty. She really was back to her old self.

They still don't know what happened or why or whether it could happen again - but there is no need for R to stay in hospital until they do the tests. The remaining tests may not happen for another six weeks (we'll let you know when - and what the results are). What we do know is that in the meantime R isn't sleeping on the top bunk - something that will delight S no end!

It has been a hard week, but we have a lot to be thankful for. We thank God that I 'just happened' to be outside R's room when this happened - almost anywhere else in the house and we wouldn't have heard a thing. We thank God for answered prayers. We're thankful for you, for your love and support and prayers - for those who got in touch, for the many offers of help, for those who prayed, for the more than 300 of you who logged into my blog for the first time this week to follow what was happening and to pray. We're thankful for the NHS and the staff - even if R won't miss them one little bit in the morning.

So that just leaves one thing to decide - what shall I blog about tomorrow: something from Hebrews 4, our new Prime Minister, the book I'm reading at the moment...

Once again our paths have crossed and you have journeyed this bit with us. Thanks for being there. Love Keith and Su.