So, I love all people from Australia. I go weak kneed at the sound of their dulcet tones uttering words like "strewth" and "you beauty"
The reason for this, is this guy, Big Kev Watterson
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- AKA Mr Kevin Watterson the Cardiothoracic surgeon. Born 'n bred in Australia. The man who saved Sly's life when he was born with a dodgy heart.
J'adore this man. In fact if he asked me to run away with him I wouldn't even hesitate to pack my bags, actually Sherms would probably help me pack whilst muttering "you mustn't keep him waiting you know". Did I mention he SAVED SLY'S LIFE ??? 2 open heart surgeries on my little man way back in 1997... Twice he touched Sly's heart in a way that even I, as his Mum will never be able to do. Twice that he gave me reason to live. Twice that he gave Jitsuqueen her brother back. Twice that he made it possible for Sherms to have his son at his side.
Can't believe he was ever little enough to bathe in a sink! Looks like he's enjoying it eh?
This is after his first surgery. Notice the big zipper scar?
After his second op. I have no words to describe this pic.....
Jitsuqueen age 2 who came running into PICU and kissed her little bro whilst taking absolutely no notice of all the tubes,drains,alarm,blood, guts and gore. Whadda gal!
Rockin' the Thomas the Tank Engine socks there buddy!!
We had to wait days to give him his first cuddle after surgery, it was torture for us all I think and I was probably quite mean to any passing nurses until I could hold him in my arms.
You can tell he's on the mend from the happy, yet tired Daddy face!
I love him! I want to kiss his sweet cheeks right off that beautiful face!!
It's been 13 years since his very first diagnosis, 13 years of love and hugs and tears and fears.
He's doing really well now and his cardiologist is uber pleased with him.
So are we. And yes, I could still kiss those sweet cheeks of his right off his face!! x
