Day 6

Dad left this day.

He went back to Whyalla, SA, because he had to work the next day.

Then Dad had to say good bye and leave. It was kind of sad really. I'd seen him the past three or four days in a row... I wouldn't see him again until July.

Mum took me to for a walk. She got a wheelchair and took me to the zoo. It was pretty nice there but I felt like a bit of a retard being pushed around in a wheelchair with my face all swollen up and stuff.

Mum handed me the camera and told me I could take some pictures...

I swear all of the photos I took were way bad. Half of them were blurry and the other half either didn't have animals in them or the animal wasn't even looking.

This one was the best one out of the lot.

It was pretty shocking...

I was really tired and all these people kept looking at me. I must have looked really retarded.

Seriously... I had this blanket across my lap and a tissue box on top of it because I still didn't have any feeling in my lips, so I dribbled a lot. Not to mention the fact that my face was the size of a balloon and I could hardly open my left eye.

I think it's needless to say that we didn't see too much. After we watched the Hippos get fed then maneuvered our way through the bird enclosure we got to the lions den. By then I was totally ready to go back to the hospital and sleep until I was thirty.