Well 12 weeks in and monster munch is doing well. He's now 6490kg which is about 14lbs 5oz or about 1 stone something. Amazing since he's been on the high does of thyroxin for the last 3 weeks. We found out that his initial test results from the heel prick test showed his levels to be 1547 which is HUGE as in a baby they expect them to be lower than 10. They're pleased with his development though, he's learning to smile, reach for things and to giggle as well as spending hours touching your face and trying to 'talk' it's just amazing.
it seems to have been a rollarcoaster this last 3 months.
After logan's news, and Al being made redundant that was followed by my dad being made part time and my brother losing his job and me facing coming back to work which I've found very difficult. It's getting better but it was all over shadowed by my Grandad being ill. Unfortunately my beloved Grandad decided he's had enough of the world and died on July 2nd. I'm so glad he got to see Logan before he went and he had chance to hear from my brother that he was going to be a great Grandad again next january. He decided though that he was ready to go and I feel good that it was on his terms even though I miss him loads. He's the only Grandad i've ever had, and technically on a genetic term he's my step Grandad. as he married my nan when my mum was 7. He father died in the war a month before she was born and my dad's father died when my dad was 15. But what a man he was, a proud military gent, you'd never think he was 84 and despite having 5 pretty massive strokes in the last 10 years he'd carried on being independant. However I think he knew this time that anything else would rob him of his dignity and as it was his body decided to give up and I know Grandad knew this so decided to slip away.
His grandchildren carried his coffin, that was the hardest thing I've ever had to do but it was an honour to do it for him and the ceremony was a simple humanist affair which my Auntie Judy and Auntie Eva led. We had a few laughs during that time especially when my son as the curtains closed round the coffin the last time before he went off for cremation, let out a huge fart shattering the sombre silence.
We all fell about laughing and you know what, Grandad would've LOVED that so much. We all toasted him with a pint of IPA and had a really nice afternoon together - the best shittiest day I've had as my cousin said. I've found it hard to write about until now, even now it makes me upset but I know he's happier there I just wish Logan had been around long enough to see and remember him.
So I've been back in work a week and a half and it's hard going but I've managed to change my working hours til 4 so that I get to go home and spend my evenings with munchy. So far he's been looked after by Al who seems to have enjoyed the father son time but I know he's realised it's not as lazy as he thought it was. Still he has an interview on thursday so we shall see what happens! And then work commences again on the house so all hell might break loose...
ohgod!
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Aw Skip, that post brought tears to my eyes. I so wish that more than just my nan were around these days. Both my grandads died many years ago now, and I have such fond memories of them and I so wish Joe had had chance to meet them as I know they would have got on. They would have been 80 and 90 this year and my nan would have turned 80 in January with my other nan turning 80 in a couple of weeks time.
Great that Logan got to meet his great Grandad though. I met one of my great grandmas, there is a photo of us both tog and I'm a tiny baby. She died not long after but I'm pleased that she met me and I'm sure Logan will feel the same way.
It's great that he is doing so well with his Thyroxin. It's a fabulous bit of medication.
I can't imagine how hard it has been going back to work after such a short space of time but at least the change of working hours helps to give you time to spend with him and Al once you get in.
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