On he 28th of Dec'04 was the day I knew my baby understood everything I said to him! We had moved from his bedroom to the sofa in the sitting room (his nurse and one of my sisters were cleaning his room...how I didn't realise what for I will never know) Peter's Dr came over to the sofa, knelt on the floor and had a quick look at Peter. She took my hand and said "It wont be long now, his eyes are fixed and dilated it will be within an hour". The shock hit me like a bolt I looked down at his perfect little pale face and lifted his ear to my mouth. I begged him not to leave, it was too soon that I wasn't ready (as if you ever are). I broke my heart, I was so afraid and so lonely, it was something that I was to feel a lot more. It doesn't matter how many people are with you, a broken heart is forever a lonely heart. They all left our home that day saying there goodbyes to Peter thinking he would leave us very soon, Peter was in my arms for all of that night my sisters sat with me and we chatted and I suppose waited, not knowing what was to come. After many hours I felt his little body wriggle in my arms and slowly he opened his eyes and at that very minute I knew I could never ask the same of him again. The next time would be it. When his Dr returned she said never in 27yrs of being a pallative care Dr had she seen anyone return after their eyes were fixed and dilated... But my Peter did it for me!