Dear Doctor

Dear Medical Professional,

You will ask about his medical history,
And I will repeat the story I have told 100 times or more,
The details fine tuned to the essentials I know you need:
He was born full term,
He has a 7 year old brother who is fit and well,
He is allergic to penicillin. 

You will ask me what happened,
And I will answer:
He is 6 years old.
He wasn't breathing for 7 minutes.
I gave him mouth to mouth.

I will hand over a careful typed piece of A4 paper.
It will tell you his hospital number,
The things he is allergic to,
A list of medications and doses.
You will take it and smile.
You'll tell me I make your job easier.

I will stand calm,
And in control.  You see my demeanour,
my hospital bags packed and ready,
And you say,
You've done this before.
I'll nod and say many times.

But remember this; That 6 year old is my baby.

That boy with the oxygen,
And the wires,
And the tubes,
Is my son.

I watched him turn blue. The first time,
The fifth time,
The hundred and fifty fifth time...
It was still …

A Very Special Twelve Days Of Christmas


Here’s one I pinched earlier ...I have tried but have been unable to find the original author.  It seems to pop up on quite a few blogs and facebook pages.  Anyway, hope you like it as much as I do ...


On the first day of Christmas, the good Lord gave to me: a child with special needs.

On the second day of Christmas, the good Lord gave to me: a heart full of love for my child with special needs.


On the third day of Christmas, the good Lord gave to me: an ache in my heart and a heart full of love for my child with special needs.

On the fourth day of Christmas, the good Lord gave to me: a tear in my eyes, an ache in my heart and a heart full of love for my child with special needs.


On the fifth day of Christmas, the good Lord gave to me: an unexpected strength for the tear in my eyes and the ache in my heart and my heart full of love for my child with special needs.


On the sixth day of Christmas, the good Lord gave to me: a ray of hope, an unexpected strength for the tear in my eyes and the ache in my heart and my heart full of love for my child with special needs.


On the seventh day of Christmas, the good Lord gave to me: a sense of humour, a ray of hope, an unexpected strength for the tear in my eyes and the ache in my heart and my heart full of love for my child with special needs.


On the eighth day of Christmas, the good Lord gave to me: supportive friends, a sense of humour, a ray of hope, an unexpected strength for the tear in my eyes and the ache in my heart and my heart full of love for my child with special needs.


On the ninth day of Christmas, the good Lord gave to me: remarkable doctors & therapists, supportive friends, a sense of humour, a ray of hope, an unexpected strength for the tear in my eyes and the ache in heart and my heart full of love for my child with a special needs.


On the tenth day of Christmas, the good Lord gave to me: an appreciation of small accomplishments, remarkable doctors & therapists, supportive friends, a sense of humour  a ray of hope, an unexpected strength for the tear in my eyes and the ache in my heart and my heart full of love for my child with special needs.


On the eleventh day of Christmas, the good Lord gave to me: a sense of pride and courage, an appreciation of small accomplishments, remarkable doctors & therapists, supportive friends, a sense of humour, a ray of hope, an unexpected strength for the tear in my eyes and the ache in my heart and my heart full of love for my child with special needs.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, the good Lord said to me: Reach out and share your sense of pride and courage, your appreciation of small accomplishments, your remarkable doctors & therapists, your supportive friends, your sense of humour, your ray of hope, your unexpected strength for the tear in your eyes and the ache in your heart and your heart full of love for your child with special needs.

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