Go Abbe

This is how it is. This post will be at the top for a while. That does not mean that nothing happens in here. You see, the blog was original...

It’s a strange life I’m living at the moment. I come home a few hours every other day, replace the dirty clothes in my rucksack with clean o...

His temperature has been kept below 38.4º C today. Admittedly with the help of paracetamol, but still. CRP slightly up again, bot nothing dr...

I’ve become a real softie. I might as well admit it. I don’t know if it’s because of Abbe’s journey or if it’s just part of being a father, ...

Yesterday, we were allowed out for a while. Lovely. Abbe and myself went for an hour’s walk around the hospital area. The mother had to p...

Abbe was having great fun with one of the nurses. They were standing on either side of the aquarium, making kisses on the glass. I took the ...

At the moment, I’m not quite sure how things are. Admittedly, the CRP is on its way down. That’s good. But the temperature is still there. 3...

One of the very first sign language signs that Abbe learnt was ‘ice cream’. He loves ice cream. And since the staff here wants him to get ...

It was looking so good. Abbe came through amazingly quickly after the operation. Incredible in so many ways. He cycles and runs around in th...

You have to excuse me but now I have to moan a bit. Sound a bit like the angry old biddy who keeps putting up notes in the communal laundr...

We have a new problem to tackle. A new ailment. Let’s call it fear of hospitals. It might be because Abbe is of that age where his own wil...

It’s funny, isn’t it. After my post about never having come across any male nurses, part from at the intensive care unit, I have met four of...

I’ve touched on this subject before, I know. But I can’t help bringing it up again. I’m so glad we live close to Gothenburg! I really feel...

Things which are on the check list before we can even begin to talk about going home. Our body is an advanced, complete system and everythin...

Abbe has developed his vocabulary this week. Unfortunately, these kind of words: – Ouch ouch ouch. – Oh oh oh.

It’s a strange sight. Strange, but lovely. Abbe has really got a completely new skin tone. Looks a bit as if he’s just come back home aft...

Yesterday, Abbe was allowed to sit on our laps for the first time. Mum had the great honour of being first out, and when I saw the little he...

Now, all the tubes and wires are gone. At least the ones who made him bedridden. The CVC (central venous catheter) was taken off this mornin...

You get to recognize a lot. The same preparations, samples and tests. The same unbearable pain in the whole of your body when you hand him o...

"You have to eat the elephant in small portions" as my colleague usually says, when something big and challenging is about to happ...

Now the last drain tube from his chest has been removed. That’s good news, as it means the bleeding around the operation area will be reduce...

The Children’s hospital, in the morning sunshine. Inside the window furthest to the left in the upper (but one) row, Abbe is asleep. The s...

Abbe is still asleep. He has been asleep for more than 37 hours now, if you don’t count the short awakenings during the day. He has opened o...

Abbe has opened his eyes a few times during the day. But only to close them soon thereafter. A little while ago, he actually woke up – and s...

There’s a lot going on at the Pediatric ICU. Always someone dealing with a machine, making notes in an observation form, milking a drain ...

Abbe is breathing on his own! The respirator is completely gone – including the annoying tube. That calls for a celebration, with another ...

Nurse. Sister. You can tell from the name it’s about a woman. But quite a few men are also being trained at the College of Nursing. Where do...

Abbe has two drain tubes. Or, to be correct, he had. Now they have removed one of them. Great. More Abbe, less tubes.

I’m a drug conservative. Ok, I gladly enjoy a glass of wine or a good beer at times. So conservative is maybe not the right word. But I am...

One less tube this morning. The PA-catheter measures the blood pressure. But not the ordinary pressure, the one you measure with a cuff ar...

Everything has gone to plan! The surgeons are pleased. The anaesthetist is pleased. That means we are pleased, too. Abbe is asleep at t...

We were to count on the operation taking most of the day, the surgeon told us yesterday. This morning, at 07.15, we we came to the hospital,...

Tiny little boy in a big, big bed..

We continued the old tradition from the last operation. To pass the time and to take our minds off the situation, we went to look at cars. A...

Small talk, when putting big brother to bed last night: – I think it’s a bit scary that they are going to operate on Abbe tomorrow, said m...

You can’t. After all these operations and anesthetics Abbe has been through, you would think we would have got used to this by now. That we ...

Today, it was registration. It sounds simple. Hello, my name is so and so and this is my registration number, ok, room 4, thank you. But no ...

Pardon my French, but that’s how it feels now. Abbe has been scared to death, angry and inconsolable. You can tell he’s a few years older th...

Abbe has been given an anesthetic cream – Emla – applied in strategic places where it’s likely they will insert a needle. While waiting fo...

Ok. I’m possibly somewhat influenced by my profession. But I like it when graphic design has a function or a meaning, when it’s not just c...

This is what Abbe says himself about what will happen next week. [translation] – Can you tell daddy. What are we doing on tuesday?...

I’ve tried to tell Abbe what will happen next week. Prepare him. – On Tuesday you’ll have an operation, Abbe. – Mm. – The doctor will th...

One is two and a half. The other soon five. They share a bedroom. With both parents there, it works fine. One parent puts Abbe to bed and th...

It makes me so happy. Really warm-in-my-tummy-happy. Actually even a bit tear-in-my-eye-happy. My wife was at a parents’ meeting at pre-...

… it’s time. Huh.

Abbe is building a very high ‘o-orn’ (tower). Not to be confused with ‘o-orn’ (pop corn) which he wants to munch on, on a cosy Friday nigh...

My god, he ain’t half puffing and panting as soon as he’s doing something, poor sod. He even gets out of breath when he’s lying still in his...

Oh my god, so many colds everywhere. Everyone is coughing and snivelling. As mentioned, Abbe has an eye inflammation. Him and his brother ha...