The battle continues, today they made me have a Chest X-Ray, which I was best not impressed with, I cried throughout. Then I had to have an ECG, this was OK until they pulled all the stickers off my chest and tummy, I cried again!
Then, the doctors made me have a cannula so they could put me on a drip to make sure I would be well hydrated ready for my operation, well after 2 goes at getting it in my foot and me turning purple with rage, they retreated.
They have had to resort to drugging me now before they conduct their next attack, I have been forced to drink 5ml of disgusting juice, then I fell asleep. When I woke up I was dripped, I couldn't even go for a walk. This is now all out war! I think them using chemical warfare is outrageous and I will get them back!
I have been looked after by Shirley and Chris, but I did get to watch the Grand Prix with my daddy!
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