Thank you to my sister Kylie who dropped everything that day, to be with us in hospital. Thank you for the food, clean clothes and deoderant. Thank you for sharing this blog. Thank you for being at the other end of my text messages, when I've been having a bad day. Thank you for the work you've done on Max's birthday party. Thank you to my brother-in-law Simon, for all the work you did in the mammoth task of getting my parents back from their overseas cruise. Thank you to my two nieces Shevaun and Kate, for making Max and I laugh (and Shevaun- I'm sorry I missed your birthday party). Thank you Kylie for everything else you've done for us, that I haven't mentioned. I'm really sorry that you were so stressed that your retina detached. I'm sorry that this required emergency surgery. I'm sorry that you had to share a room with 5 old women, who complained all night.
Thank you to my sister Tara who also dropped everything to be with us. Thank you for visiting almost every day, with toys for Max, food for us, clothes and toiletries. Thank you for staying with Max during the times that I needed a break. Thank you for always coming up with brilliant, creative ideas for Max's therapy. Thank you for bringing photos to the hospital and making our room more homely. I know that as soon as I've posted this blog, I'll think of so many other things. So, for all those things that I'll remember once it's too late- thank you.
My Mum and Dad left on a cruise, the day before Max got sick. They had been saving and planning it for years, it was their 40th Wedding Anniversary present to themselves. We stalled on making a decision to contact them. Given that they were in the middle of the Pacific Ocean at the time, they couldn't have done anything until they reached land anyway. They raced back to Melbourne as soon as they got the news (thanks again to Simon for organizing everything). My parents spent, most of their 'holiday' in the hospital with us. How on earth can I find the words to say thank you for that?
Then there's the washing they did for us, the food they bought in and the continual insisting on minding Max so I could rest. Do you have any idea how nice it is when someone insists that you sleep? To my Mum and Dad, I say thank you, even though it will never be enough. Thank you for helping us get services for Max, thank you for letting me catch up on sleep, thank you for sharing this blog and thank you for everything else that I don't have the space to write about.
There's no way, I would've survived this year without the support of my family. Thank you isn't enough, but it's a start.