Jen had to ring Mum and tell her the story. She'd been putting it off as she didn't want to worry her but knew she'd be more upset if she didn't know. Poor Mum wanted to come straight home but Jen convinced her to stay with Dad. Mum knew I was in good hands. I was good all night. Jen did manage to get some more urine samples and each one got lighter and lighter with less blood evident. The next morning we went back to Dr. Peter and he was quite happy with the way the samples looked but said he wouldn't be completely happy till the blood tests came back. Well they did come back later and they were all good. They still don't know what was wrong with me but feel I probably got stuck on the top of the gate for a bit and had an internal bleed AND I would have been badly dehydrated as it was such a hot day and I had NOTHING to drink. How lucky was I?? A whole day on my own and I survived. Pretty clever, aye?? Also lucky that it was now the weekend and I didn't have to be left alone again. Dad was only in hospital for a few days and Mum and Dad got home before Jen had to go to work again. Crikey it was good to see them and did I ever get a lot of attention. I thought Mum was going to squeeze me to death. It' s a wonder I didn't start bleeding from my penis again. Dad wasn't as lucky as me. Everything seemed to go well for him but he didn't heal up as well as he should. He got an infection and had a pretty bad time of it for a while but he's all good again now. SO ..... we both survived. How good is that??
|Recuperating at the river with Dad. See his dirty old sandshoe.|
Wanna run .... Love, Charlie.