Our lives were turned completely upside down on 21 June 2016 when, our son Harris, finally graced us with his presence, albeit almost a week late and through a long and arduous labour.
My life as I knew it came screeching to a halt as my ability to watch Sky Sports around the clock was now interrupted by this new gadget, which annoyingly came without a volume control .
At first it wasn't too difficult, he slept lots during the day and needed little entertaining. But as the weeks went by he gained a better social life than I could even hope for, and was meeting lots of new friends. Increased access to the outside world meant Harris was now faced with germs galore.
We learned this the hard way when one Tuesday at the beginning of October he became unwell with a poorly tummy. Harris' bowels moved like clockwork on Sunday's and Wednesday, something had put him out of whack. He deteriorated overnight, not taking on board any fluids, so much so that a trip to A&E was necessary for them to intervene.
We were admitted for a night to be monitored as Harris was found to have a worryingly low blood sugar level, was dehydrated and ridding himself of any fluids immediately after their consumption. We seemed to go through more nappies in those couple of days than we had in the months previous.
A norovirus diagnosis was passed, and we remained in hospital until his sugar levels stabilised. As the days went by, with no improvement, the likely hood of his sugar problems being linked to the virus were becoming less likely, and we were transferred to the Royal Hospital for Sick Children (RHSC) for specialist paediatric care.
Fast forward almost 2 and a half months and Harris remains in hospital, without a definitive diagnosis, and being fed through a tube. Other than the nasal tube, Harris is as bright as a button, a happy, alert and very sociable big baby boy. He completely owns the ward corridors on 3A in his baby walker smiling away and eyeing up all of the nurses.
We are lucky, some of the other children in this hospital are terribly poorly, and we count our blessings every day. Our stay has now stretched over the Christmas period and the generosity of the Glasgow Children's Hospital Charity (GCHC) has been unbelievable. All of the children who remained in hospital for Christmas Day woke up to a stocking of toys left by the real Father Christmas (he actually came in his room and dropped them off himself!) along with the opportunity to meet the stars from Still Game, Glasgow Rangers, Glasgow Celtic and Glasgow Warriors. There is a wonderful play area and sensory room on the ward which relieves some of the strain of entertaining our small people in a confined space. And that is without mentioning the wonderful support they offer the children and families.
Whilst Harris remains in hospital just now, we are positive that we will get to the bottom of what is wrong, and get him home very soon. Sadly, others have a long road ahead of them.
In November 2017, I will be trekking to Everest Base Camp (in my kilt!) in a fundraising mission to give something back to the charity who have made our sons stay in hospital that little bit more comfortable. In the months leading up to the event I will be planning and hosting a number of events to raise funds including race nights, raffles and much more. All donations, no matter how small are very welcome. If you could forgo your morning coffee one day, or have one beer less in the pub (Anna wrote this bit!) and donate the money saved, Harris and all of the children who find themselves in RHSC will be very very grateful.
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Ross's Everest Base Camp Trek page
A trek to Everest Base Camp, 5280m above sea level for Glasgow Children’s Hospital Charity (formerly Yorkhill Children’s Charity) because I want to support the amazing work they do :-)
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We fund medical equipment and services to give our children the best possible care
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