They were the first things my son managed to swallow after his naso-gastric tube was removed!
He's recovering - slowly - from the appendicitis (thank God!), and we are measuring improvements in tiny steps. Literally, like the ones it takes to get him from the bed to the chair, or the chair to the bathroom, or down the length of the ward...
There have been lots of 'what-if' moments over the course of the last week.
What if - he'd had the op 4 weeks ago, when he first went to the hospital with suspected appendicitis, but the symptoms weren't quite right?
What if - he'd been moved onto a surgical ward immediately after assessment, instead of to medical?
What if - there hadn't been so many other surgical emergencies to delay the surgeon for over 24 hours before operating?
What if -
You know, you can spend your life on 'what-if's', but they won't change what's actually happened.
At least, today, I saw 'my' son again - I didn't care for the grey-faced and blue-lipped version we took into hospital.