Tuesday 27 March, 2018

We’re in the midst of eczema hell. This morning we woke up at 5am from Ron leaving to Gothenburg for work. I put Linc’s ointment on and waited 30 minutes before covering him in lotion.  

It’s been a long few weeks dealing with his rash. I’m sure it could be a lot worse. This is what I tell myself so that I can keep my anxiety at bay.

In the late afternoon, I got him to nap on the floor by the bookshelf. He hasn’t been napping much since his flare ups, so this moment was very nice. 

I sat next to him with the patio door open, listening to the wind through the bamboo. A peaceful few minutes.

I need more of those.