Sunday, 4 February 2007

Day +2

Probably the quietest day yet! Jesse was sick at 6am but since then has been fine. They have increased his anti sickness drugs a little. He's continues with the self imposed UHT milk and soft roll diet, but thats not too bad. He's in good spirits still. So not much to report. Bernie is a lot better so I hope I can see him tomorrow and Derek can see Jesse. I can't wait,
love
C
x

8 Comments:

At 4 February 2007 at 13:58 , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good afternoon people. It sounds as if you are all catching up with yourselves. So pleased to hear that Jesse is doing well and crossing fingers that Bernie is past his d+v tomorrow.

It was weirdly autumnal here in QP this am, foggy and chilly but now it's sunny. I've got time this pm. Anything I could do to help out? Shopping? I'll email you.

Jesse, you are now famous through your blog and I'll bet lots of friends all over the world are reading about you and your brave exploits. Maybe someone might even write a book about you.

Lots of love to you and Kipper - and what's your other dog called, the one who stays with you while Kipper's out travelling?

Love, Ruth

 
At 4 February 2007 at 16:51 , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Jesse Dude!
I've got nits. Here's a nit joke that I made up yesterday in the bath when Mum was bug busting.

Little boy : Mum, I've got nits!
Mum : Now where is that nit stuff?
Little boy : in the shop.

here's a proper one :

What did the daddy volcano say to the mummy volcano?
Do you lava me like I lava you?

Hope the bone marrow is going well and you don't feel too sick.

Love from Cory xxxxx

 
At 4 February 2007 at 16:56 , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Jesse

I'm glad you liked the tip about Basil Brush. I personally didn't think Cory's nit joke was very good. I think he's got better though from his very first joke when he was about three :
One finger, two finger, three finger, four finger - thumb!

Here's one from me.

Doctor Doctor my brother thinks he's a chicken.
Doc : How long has this been going on for?
Almost three years now.
Doc : Why didn't you tell me before?
Cos we needed the eggs!

Boom boom as Basil Brush says.

Lots of love from Niamh xxxxxxxx

 
At 4 February 2007 at 17:03 , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Jesse

Hope you are doing fine.
I really like the way Kipper travels all around the world really quickly and I think he should go to australia next.
We are beating Sybil up to make her do her homework(we are not doing very well!)
I have some jokes here for you(they are TERRIBLE though so brace yourself)

Q.Why did the chicken cross the road?
A.To get to the other side!
Q.Why did the chewing gum cross the road?
A.It was stuck to the chickens foot!
Q.Why did the flea cross the road?
A.It was stuck to the chewing gum which was stuck to the chickens foot!
(told you they were bad!!!)
I have one more.
Q.Why didn't the head go to the ball?
A.He had no-body to go with!

Hope you are feeling better soon.
Bye for now

Holly.
xxx

 
At 4 February 2007 at 17:37 , Blogger leo said...

Dear Jesse/ Kipper,

Miss Poochiella Puddleduck was THRILLED to hear that Kipper is keen to meet her!!! She has not stopped talking about the whole thing since!!!! She even woke me up at 4 30 in the morning to talk about Kipper. This was very annoying however i think that this may be an excellent match for both of them...

By the way Jesse i have a half dog half wallaby friend called Mr Skippy Walladoggy, who is looking for a lady friend for long walks on the beacha and candl lit dinners. He is very anxious as it is Valentine's day soon and he does not have a special someone. Would you happen to know of another half dog half wallaby girl?

Let me know!

All my love to you all and i hope that both Jesse and Bernie feel better soon.

Leo

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At 4 February 2007 at 19:54 , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Jesse,
I knew you would be as brave as you are and I can imagine those bone marrow soldiers battling away as I write this. Swans and Ms. Clynick tried to get on your blog on Friday to send you a message but they were blocked for some reason. I just want to let you know all at Balfour Infants are really thinking of you and look forward to hearing all your news and seeing you.
Jokes my own boys have made up:
Where do poorly puppies go?
To the 'dogtors'
Where do short sighted frogs go?
To the 'hopticians'
What does the mummy dog say to her puppies?
I woof you.
Pretty bad aren't they?
Anyway, bye for now. Lots of love to you and your family.
From Tracy Taylor x

 
At 4 February 2007 at 22:41 , Blogger Rachel said...

Hi Jesse and Claudia,
I'm sorry to say that today is the first time I have looked at your blog. Mum has been keeping me in touch with what has been happening with you but having read back over the past week or so I wish I had looked sooner!
Jesse you have been a complete star. Did you know that every seven years all the cells in our bodies are renewed? So by the time you are seven you will be like a new person. (I'm hoping that by the time my next seven year cycle has finished I'll be just like Julia Roberts!) Isaac has just had his seventh birthday and I have lost count of the number of wobbly teeth he has got!
I thought I had better have a go at a joke for you although I am hopeless at telling them. So here goes;

Why did the elephant paint his toenails red?

So that he could hide in cherry trees.

Sam has made up one very good joke but I am hoping he will post that one for you himself. We know loads more silly elephant ones if you like that one.

Keep laughing Jesse and please give your Mum a very big hug from me. Thanks.

Lots of love from Me, Paul, Sam, Isaac and Rosie. xxx

 
At 5 February 2007 at 15:54 , Blogger Unknown said...

Hi Jesse

Really, really pleased to hear that you're doing so well. If it helps, on the bum front, Charlie is also a little bit sore. He's also eating lots of milk and something called baby rice which looks totally bleugh. Here's my favourite joke, hope you like it. It's the only one I can tell as I'm rubbish at it. Here goes... Two cats decide to swim the Channel. The first cat is English and is called "One Two Three"; the second cat is French and is called "Un Deux Trois" Which one crossed the Channel first?

The English cat, because Un Deux Trois cat sank. Ha Ha.

Lots of love

Julie, Chris and Charlie
(in Birmingham)

 

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