Our poor darling daughter is still stuck in the local hospital while her iron levels very slowly improve. There appear to be quite a lot of different opinions about what do to with her and how to treat her. One advocates further blood transfusions and maybe IV iron, but all the time it must be referred to the haematologist. So she's still stuck in the labour ward, in a private room of course.
I know you're all thinking how dreadful that must be - hearing other mothers giving birth - but I understand there was even laughter in her room last night when a women was heard being particularly loud and opinionated during labour. Even when she hears babies crying, our daughter views that as very positive: "I know they're alive OK" she says.
Hopefully she'll be home tomorrow; fingers crossed.
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