George is getting better.
Three days ago his infection markers were over 250 and now they are 17.
I’ve finally got to cuddle him after four days at home keeping our eldest quarantined for chicken pox.
Our parents on both sides have stepped in to help us out (thank you parents).
Caroline has been patient and amazing. She’s not been home since 2017.
Sheffield is a three hour round trip.
The hope is as soon as George can come off the oxygen, he can be transferred back to Grimsby Hospital where he can finish his intravenous course of antibiotics and make a full recovery.
For now, I’m happy just to hold him.