A sick child and a hospital dash
Have you ever experienced one of ‘those’ days? The ones where you wake up in the morning and everything seems fine, only for it all to disintegrate the further into the day you travel and by the end of the evening it is total chaos? I have had one of those days today. When I woke up this morning the last thing I expected was to find myself in my hospital’s A&E department come 5pm, cradling a poorly little girl – my poorly little girl – on my knee. But that was exactly what happened.