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The past, present and future according to Rangor.

Everything that has, is, or is going to happen (although not necessarily in that order).

Friday, January 20, 2006

At last

Rangote and Mrs Rangor are home at last. They got home on Wednesday afternoon, but I've been too busy looking after them both to post anything. It really is good news. Both are doing very well now and I am over the moon.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Road to recovery

Seems Rangote is well on his way to recovery. He left the baby unit last night and is now on the maternity ward with Mrs Rangor, this has meant he's been getting many more cuddles from Mum and Dad but alas my visiting times have been reduced due to where he is so I have to make the most of them.

All is looking good, just waiting for his NG tube to be taken out and him to feed without it and he should be home to Rangor towers to receive visitors!

This is all very good news!

Friday, January 13, 2006

Rangote, my son

Here is a picture of him from yesterday morning when I first got to see him, and here is one from today. As you can see, he's looking a lot brighter today :-)

Rangote or Rangette

Well, the answer is Rangote is a beautiful 8lb 5oz boy, born 12th January 2006 at 8:47am.

Mrs Rangor and Rangote had quite a lot of trouble during the delivery of Rangote, and as a result he got rushed off to the (absolutely wonderful) Travor Mann baby unit a floor above the theatre where he was delivered. Mrs Rangor and I were left wondering what was up with the little tike and at this point had not seen him (apart from a brief glimpse from the other side of the room). It transpires that he swallowed and breathed in a lot of meconium during the delivery and was a little short of breath to say the least on his introduction to this world, he'd also got very stressed and squished from the ventouse and forceps that he had to endure as well as his cord being wrapped round his neck (poor fella).

After 2 hours of worry (the like of which I have never known) I was able to go and see him although Mrs Rangor had to stay in bed as she herself was not feeling too well and the midwives needed her to stay put. The fantastic staff on the unit told me what had happened and that Rangotte was having to be ventliated as he wasn't able to breath on his own at the moment. He had tubes putting stuff in, and tubes taking stuff out, he looked a very sorry sight and I found it very difficult to stop myself from breaking down as they explained the gravity of the situation.

I took a great deal of solace from the fact that he was in the best place possible and was receiving an enormous amount of care and assistance from the doctors and nurses on the unit.

After a few more hours Mrs Rangor was able to go up on her hospital bed to see him too and like me felt somewhat better for the experience, but she too found it all very distressing.

Today, he is a lot brighter and is able to breathe all on his own. He is being quite sick and as he has not yet fed, it has been causing some concern, but generally he seems on the mend.

We have both had cuddles with him today and that has made us feel a lot happier. There really is nothing like the hug of ones own child. It's beautiful.

Mrs Rangor and I are now looking forward to them both being well enough to come home. Although we're not sure yet when that is likely to be. Fingers crossed it won't be too long.

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Tardiest baby ever...

Where is Rangote?

Thursday, January 05, 2006

Better late than never

Rangote is now officially late. Still nevermind, they say that the best things in life are worth waiting for.

It's Mrs Rangor I feel sorry for, she's gone and got herself quite fed up with Rangote being inside and wants him/her to come out so we can say hello.

Oh well, can't be too much longer now, can it?