Home... Then Straight Back Again
Coming home turned into just a quick visit
6/5/20262 min read
Home... Then Straight Back Again
Hi everyone,
After 30 long days in hospital, I finally got to go home.
Leaving the ward felt amazing. Mum, Dad, Dollie, Archie and I were all so excited to be back together properly. After weeks of hospital beds, monitors, oxygen tubes, medicines and endless interruptions, I was finally heading through the front door.
For a little while, everything felt normal again.
But my body had other plans.
Just 10 hours after coming home, I became very unwell. I started vomiting and suddenly my breathing got worse. Things deteriorated incredibly quickly and I suffered a respiratory distress.
Everything happened in a blur, it was heartbreaking for all of us to find ourselves back where we had started.
For Mum and Dad, who had spent every day and night by my side during my previous hospital stay, it felt like the rug had been pulled out from underneath them. They had barely had time to unpack before they were once again sitting beside a hospital bed, watching monitors and waiting for answers.
My brother Archie and sister Dollie were just beginning to enjoy having me home. They have been incredible throughout all of this, showing patience, understanding and so much love, even when things have been difficult and uncertain.
Right now, we're still trying to understand exactly what caused everything to happen so suddenly. As always, there are plenty of questions and not enough answers.
What I do know is that I am surrounded by people who love me and refuse to give up on me.
Mum and Dad continue to be my biggest champions. No matter how exhausted, worried or frustrated they feel, they keep showing up. Every single day.
The messages, comments, and support from friends, family and everyone following my journey continue to mean the world to us. During moments like these, knowing that so many people are thinking of me helps more than you could ever imagine.
This latest chapter wasn't the one we were hoping to write. We thought we were celebrating the end of a hospital stay. Instead, we're facing another challenge.
But if there's one thing my journey has taught us, it's that progress isn't always a straight line. Sometimes the road twists, turns and doubles back on itself.
So for now, we're taking things one day, one hour and sometimes one minute at a time.
Thank you for continuing to walk this road with me.
Love,
Lenny 💙