The return visits we’ve been to since Abbe’s surgery in July, have all gone really well. His saturation levels have been up on 85% and his heart, the shunt and his vessels all looked fine on the scan (the
ultrasound).
All as it was planned, that is.
20 December 2005
13 December 2005
Lucia
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December 13 is Lucia Day in Sweden. A tradition with white gowns, lit candles and children singing.
Abbe’s mother was out of town and we had a Lucia-do to go to at big brother’s kindergarten. There were a few things too many to keep in mind. Sitting on the floor with mulled wine, saffron lucia-buns, gingersnaps … A pointy star-boy’s hat that wouldn’t stay put on big brother’s head and an Abbe-lad who kept falling around the place whenever I tried to put down. On top of which I was meant to be taking photographs.
Necessity is the mother of invention.
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