Half term has been a riot. Vomiting bugs left, right and centre with colds/coughs and a bit of conjunctivitis thrown in for good measure. We are, fingers crossed, all better now though.
A quick trip was made with Mstr M to the amazing A&E down the road at Chelsea and Westminster Hospital. The poor little boy had a temperature of 39.9 (and rising) after being given doses of calpol and ibuprofen.
We have been there a few times now, and I’m always amazed by how incredible they are. You are seen pretty much straight away and all the lovely doctors and nurses are so good with the little ones.
Our boys were born at C&W and both births were fairly straight forward (fear not, I’m not about to give a birth story. Yawn). I also managed to get my very own lovely doula that was part of the NHS programme. Her name was Lucy and she was an Angel. I have to admit I never thought of having a doula before as I thought that they would irritate me. This was far from the case and, apart from Mr A (of course!), was the best support I could have dreamt of.
After giving me an incredible reflexology massage (to try and speed things up) the day before, I came back the following day in labour. Lucy, by chance, had just finished helping somebody else so I became her next patient. Lucky Lucy.
We immediately went into the ‘Relaxation Room’ which was a warm, dimly lit room with stars projected onto the ceiling, a bed, bath and huge bean bag (that Mr A promptly passed out on). Lucy calmed me down, made me cups of tea and ran me a bath. Simple pleasures that meant the world at the time. I did turn demonic at one point and she didn’t even flinch, but instead reassured me with her amazingly soothing nature and totally calmed me down.
The NHS Labour Ward at C&W is fantastic and I had the most amazing experiences both times. One good tip though is to ask to be put on the waiting list for a private room as soon as you get in, and if you are lucky (I was, second time round) you will get one. It will be the best £250 you will spend.