My Fifth Day
Friday, 29 August 1997

A Comforting Touch

I may be just a little guy but I do have feelings. I can pretty much tell when Mum and Dad are here. I recognise their voices (Mum has already told me anything and everything I'd ever want to know about my family!) but more importantly I'm comforted by their touch.

Mum says that those comforting touches give me the will to live and that keeps me fighting.

I can give touches too. I like to grab Dad's huge finger with my hand. I do have a grip you know.