Sorry if I shocked anyone before.I messed around with the post so much I deleted the wrong one!
So as I begin to write this I am counting the hours until Kitty comes home from a 3 day adventure holiday with school. Amazing considering this time 9 weeks ago Paddy and I were sat at Kitty's bedside, in ICU,as she recovered from her second major surgery in 24hrs. Doctors and nurses were busy trying to stabilise her.She was ventilated and sedated, hooked up to who knows how many lines and machines. But we knew she was more than likely going to make it. We knew the last few days of not knowing were almost over.
On Sunday 10th April she'd gone from happy, healthy 10 yr old girl enjoying a summer day to fighting for her life in The Royal Manchester Children's Hospital. Kitty suffered the first of many major life threatening GI bleeds whilst we were at her Grandma's house about 7.30pm. Admitted to the local hospital it soon became apparent that she was critically ill and needed specialist help fast. 4 nurses and 2 doctors took the decision to stand against hospital policy and transferred her by ambulance under blood tranfusion. A decision that saved her life. From the beginning we could feel we were being looked after.There were familiar faces every step of the way. Nurses and staff we knew as friends. People around we knew cared for us and her. The right specialists were in the right place at the right time. We had constant support in prayer from as far as Australia and Afganistan to Brecon and Bradford. Our own church were amazing and supported in practical ways as well as spiritual ways. Our twitter and facebook friends were a constant support. Our family was amazing. We were loved with a strength I've never known before.
I had wanted to do one full post about Kitty's story but am finding it too difficult to articulate. I think over the next week I will try and post a little at a time.
