Second time seeing Dad

Well we saw Dad again yesterday but he had moved rooms, it was too noisy where he was before so they moved him to a more quite place. I didn't see the difference but if he did then that's what matters. 
He had a different nurse than he did last time, he said that she was nice, but when she came in it looked like she was in a bit of a grouch. 
Dad looked way better than he did the other day, he didn't have as many tubes on him as he did, so that helped in a way. 

While Mum, Aaron and Lauren went to his flat to get him some food, Dad and I watched the rugby (England vs Wales), I love spending time with my Dad just us two, not because I don't do it often but because we can actually talk about things we both like, like rugby or other sports. It's different when I speak to Aaron, as we don't know what to say because we don't have many things in common. 

When we left it made me realise just how much I missed my Dad, I didn't want to leave, but I couldn't stay the night either. 

I am looking foward to seeing Dad again and I hope that it is soon as I do miss him so much. The house is quite without him and so is his favourite seat on the couch.

Annoying news

Sunday evening:  Well Mum hasn't gone up to Dad everyday, but I suppose its too hard when Aaron, Lauren and I are around, so I guess she's going to go once we're at school this coming week.
Mum told us, while we were having breakfast on Friday morning, that she was going to stay up with dad for one night so she doesn't have to keep going back and forth from the hospital.  

I feel really annoyed with this news, I have only been home for a bit over a week and I have to go back to my friends house. I'm not saying I dont like staying at my friend's house and having the double bed, but I just want to stay home and get back to my normal routine. Hopefully Mum won't stay again at Dads, but if he really need her, then I suppose I will have to cope. 


I've been back at school from the half term hols and I thought I was going to really hate this long 8 weeek half term but it actually started out pretty well. Mum told my teacher about Dad being in hospital so they are all nicer to me and its good to see my friends that I haven't seen in 10 days.

Today Mum went up to see Dad, while I was paintballing with a few friends. Mum goes up everyday but today when she came back she said that Dad has quite a few infections going on in his body. 
When we went on Tuesday he had an infection but the nurses said it was only part of the recovery course. So I'm hoping that its the same story with all the other infections he's got. 
I feel really bad, Dad was in pain today while I was having the best time shooting people all over. Although I did get shot quite a few times so the people I hurt paid me back.


I hope that I am going to see Dad again very soon and that he will be a bit better and all the infections have gone, so he'll feel a bit better as well.
 

First time seeing Dad

Today  Mum decided to take us up to the hospital to see Dad for the first time since his op. I haven't been counting, but, I'm pretty sure about 15 people each day have been asking me how he is. Some times it gets really annoying, so I decide to have a little fun. I told one person that he is doing better than he was, but had a bad day yesterday. I told another person that he is doing really well and is on the road to recovery. Its quite fun to mess with people that way.


Hopefully if I tell you how he is doing now I won't get as many questions, so I wont have to mess with people's brains! 


He looked quite well, considering he was awake and had just had a major operation. He seemed really glad to see us all, even though he was very tired and didn't talk much. 

I felt so happy inside when we went into his private room, I hadn't seen my dad in over a week, and I wanted to see how he was doing. 


His nurses are very nice and friendly, they talk a lot, which I suppose is good and they seem to really, really care about my daddy, which I am happy to see.  I felt a bit sad though, when I saw him with all the tubes coming out from his nose and tummy. But if they help him get better than I dont care how he looks.


I wasn't happy to leave, but we had to as Dad was getting very tired. We left as the nurse was getting him ready to get back ito bed. I was upset to leave my Dad knowing he wont be there to give me a bedtime kiss, but I knew that I would definitely see him again - hopefully soon.

 

First blog

So my Daddy went into hospital last week, but I have to say I think its been going quite good. I had no idea that dad went into hospital that morning when I woke up. Mum phoned Aaron and woke him up in the morning to tell him that they'd gone to Oxford. He apparently then came into my room, whispered 'hey Nathan, Dad's gone into hospital' and I replied 'Ok then' and flopped back to sleep!!  The day started out a bit weird, as Mum and dad weren't there, but they said my Uncle would be there to pick us up, so we got dressed and waited for him.  My Uncle picked us up from home, of course he had to have his dubstep music blaring out his window. 

The day passed and so did the next week, I heard from mum everyday when I stayed at my friend's house. I even got a very short video message from Dad on the second day. I loved staying at my friends house! First of all, I had my own room with a double bed, its so cool, you fall alseep on one side of the bed, then wake up on the other. His parents made me feel so welcome at their house, even if we did get served broccoli every dinner time.  My friend has a double bed as well, but I don't see why he does, he curls up in one tiny corner of the bed and stays in that same position the whole night. I think if you have a double bed, make the most of it (don't just curl in one corner)!   

When Mum came home this Saturday I didn't get to see much of her. I already had arrangements with my friend's family, which was fine (lots of food!)but all I really wanted to do was go home. My friend and I left in the middle of a boring game of scrabble. I was glad to see Mum, and I think, well I hope, she was glad to see me too.

So now I am at home, sleeping in my own lovely (small) bed.