That’s me, quietly ROARING a great big satisfied and relived cheer.
No. 1 sleeps.
It is 9.30, and this is the earliest he has slept for weeks. No pain, no sadness, no whizzy active brain, no yo-yo-ing in and out of bed as he tries to wear himself out by reading in his chair… just a normal, tired 11 yr old boy climbing in to bed, snugging down and falling fast asleep.
Hoo-bloody-ray.
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