Saturday 18th December

Mummy was only just saying how she felt that maybe we should go home when boom I'm back on the greenhouse box again. 8am just as the nightime nurses try to leave and the daytime nurses have hardly had time to remove their coats, I decide to stop breathing again. As Vicky was the first on the scene she won first prize and got to look after me all day.

I had to have an saline nebuliser to help clear lots of nasties from my throat as I have has a horrid cough. I am only little so although I can cough, I don't know how to spit out the yucky stuff I just swallow it and it makes me feel horrid. Vicky eventually took my prongs off as Mummy was getting frustrated that they didn't seem to be doing anything other than making two dents under my nose outside of my nostrils thats why I ended up back in the box.

The box is made clear perspex and not unlike The Cube, and Philip Schofield says that everythings is harder in The Cube but for me breathing is much easier.

It's echoey in the cube, I mean the box, so when Paul and Claire came their voices sounded funny. I opened my eyes for a while to look at them and flutter my eyelashes, they made nice noises at me and smiled a lot but also had sad looking eyes. They brought Christmas presents with them.

Apparently it's snowing outside but I still haven't seen the snow or a Christmas tree.

More visitors, Shirley came from Norfolk and brought some clothes and some magazines, she knows how boring hospitals can get!

Sarah and her husband Joe came, Joe has never met me before and he said I was beautiful , he can come again.

Mummy has press-ganged Daddy into doing a triathlon next year to raise money for the hospital (and lose his tummy!!) in my name. Do you think any of you would sponsor him??

Mummy wants to set up a fundraising charity in my name, called Ellie 's Angel, after a beautiful print made by a lovely friend of Mummy's (Editor butting in here:Which is beautiful and made me cry Irene thank you) that instead of presents we would get donations, we could try and do fundraising things to put together to help Ward 17. Mummy doesn't know how to set up a charity but wants me to have legacy of some sort - if anyone can help please let her know.

Oh by the way while I remember Mummy had some parcels in the post one, one was some nice whistler merchandise, a groovy beaver bib and moose decoration, thanks M and B. But also a mysterious package from photobox.com came with a gift but we don't know who it's from to thank, this isn't the first time either as someone sent some chocolates too so we can't thank either of you properly!!!! Come on own up xxx

(Thank you Nick and Anna for those choccies and The Williams family for the photobox ppresent - yes I will get addicted)