Thank you!

This poem was left as a comment, but i thought it too special not to have it out, for all to see! It's from my friends who are in India at the moment, i miss them very much.


From Lizzy & Justin
Here’s a poem, If (with words adapted from the Rudyard Kipling poem of the same name) from us all in Goa... Big kisses Luca, congrats from us all for doing so brilliantly in the last 6 months, and see you all in the spring! xxx

If
If you can keep your head when medics around you
Are losing theirs and making you feed by tube;
If you can trust yourself when doctors doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait for ops and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being anaesthetized, never make cries,
Or, at the dentist's, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't seem too good, nor act too wise.
If you can eat---and not make food your master;
If you can drink---and not make drink your aim,
If you can meet with injections and then plasters
And keep the nurses smiling just the same.
If you can inspire the blog your Mum created
And look soooooooo cute in every fresh photo
And have your progress joyfully recounted
And so keep other parents in the know.
If you can make one heap of all your nappies
And risk it on one day of ‘nappy free’
And leak, and start again with fresh beginnings,
And never breathe a word about that pee!
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To ‘cruise’ the chairs long after bedtime’s gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to you: "Hold on!"
If you can meet with Profs and keep your virtue,
Or visit Rome ---nor lose the common touch,
If neither scans nor heart surgery can hurt you,
If all men drink with you, but none too much(!)
If you can fill your parents’ every minute
With sixty seconds' worth of love and fun,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And---which is more---you'll be a Man, my son!