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Mum, Dad & I felt great after a night spent together with no burning lights around and lots of hugging. We went to the hospital again in late morning but they didn't get around to seeing me until lunchtime.

Mum read the hospital notes whilst we were waiting, and the doctors have been rather inventive with their description of what happened - amongst other things they said that Mum refused to be with me when what actually happened was that she was dragged away in tears, by the elbow. They also claimed that we'd simply disappeared last night without telling anyone - even though Mum had had that argument with the ward sister, and then we'd actually waited for them to weigh me after we'd told them that we were off. She's going to write a nasty letter about it after it's all over.

Another new doctor saw me, who told Mum & Dad that although she understood why we'd left the hospital, the treatment was definitely the right thing to do and that I'd probably need more time under the lamps before I was safe. She tried to blind them with science until she found out that they're both scientists. But then when the tests came back she had to tell them that my bilirubin levels had dropped again overnight, and they basically never rise after that happens, so I'm in the clear! Hooray!

Mum & Dad are really happy, as are Boobie & Zaida. It's been an exciting couple of days but I think I'll try to keep things a bit quieter from now on...