It's quite a date really, firstly Loki's birthday, he would have been 11 today. We miss him and his peculiar ways so much, we never stop talking about him. Our Miracle Man.
10 years ago I was coming round after my brain surgery in Walton hospitals. I heard the consultant say, " I don't envisage any problems, but she will need a stent in a year or so." I remember that so clearly ... and my desperation for them to let Steve know I was Ok. It wasn't an easy road back, a few days in UCI, then a high dependency ward before making it to room 7 of Dott ward to recover. I think after 2 years I felt an improvement, and then again after 5 or 6 years I got to where I am now, which is Ok yeah! I remember those first few weeks at home, the noises, the smells, everything was magnified, cat food made me feel sick! I also remember getting up from bed, numerous night, convinced that I was going to die in my sleep .. logic at the time told me that if I stayed awake I wouldn't die in my sleeps. They were lonely scary nights, but eventually, common sense prevailed!
When I went into hospital Loki was still a long scrawny puppy, when I came home, only 16 days later, I saw such a change in him - Wow he was handsome! This was the first photo I took after I got home.
