They had to 'catch' one of my wees. They had to sit with me, with a small canister, ready to rip off the lid and catch my urine! The canister has to be kept clean, because my urine is checked for infections. This is something Mum has gotten pretty good at... but, it's not easy!
On Saturday, I made them wait for over two hours! Being non-verbal... I can't tell them I am about to wee.
I wasn't feeling well and so after a visit to the doctor in the morning, we ended up at the hospital for a check up.
We spent the day there.
But, I was good enough to come home!
So now, Mum and Dad just have to watch my temperatures and my breathing. (And they have to try to catch up on sleep... I finally fell asleep at 3am on Saturday morning and then around 12.30am Sunday morning...!)
I'm feeling better... But, I am very tired.
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When Wheelchair Stops Being a Dirty Word
About the Sisters
Dexter's 2013
Dexter's First Month
Dexter's Vision
Dexter's Cerebral Palsy
Dexter's Cancer
Who is Dexter?
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