I got sick this afternoon, but the doctors don't know what's wrong with me.
I was shaking and I had a fever. I was breathing noisily and panting.
It could be pneumonia, again.
They started me on some antibiotics, so I'm here for at least 24 hours.
I had to get another cannula, too. I hate them. I scream!
My veins have had so many needles stuck into them, that they are pretty ruined... and that makes it difficult to have my blood taken.
Sometimes, the needle is put into my arm and then moved around
until they find a vein!
At least I get to see my nurse friends! I love them!
I used to see them every week when I was having my cancer treatments.
They love to see me, but they boss me around and tell me to get better.
Dad drove me to the hospital, but he had to go home for work tomorrow.
He hates leaving me here. Mum will stay with me tonight.
Look at my belly - You can hardly see the big scar, any more!