CHD poem

Time to share, become aware,cause CHD is always there.

Never ending, never cured,

its hard but hey, we’re never bored!
Endless check ups, scans and tests,

no time to relax, stop or rest.

Making the most of every day,

in case tomorrow doesn’t go our way.
Picking up every cough and cold,

that’s normal for us, so I’m told.

SATs going down, heart rate high,

phone the doctors with a sigh.
Another check up, another test,

Will we ever get to rest?

CHD is there for life.

An incurable cause of grief and strife…
But would I change it? Not a chance!

Though it might not be a merry dance.

My heart warrior has an important role,

His broken heart made mine whole ♡

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Author: always over thinking things

I'm 33 years old,married and I'm a full time mum to 2 boys. My eldest is 6 and the youngest is a year old. My eldest boy is on the autistic spectrum and my youngest is 2 and has a congenital heart defect called tetralogy of fallot. My blog is about my children, about me and my way of dealing with the life I've been given. It's a way of expressing my emotions and feelings through words. This is done anonymously as I want to keep myself away from people who don't know what's happening in my life.

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