Hej, my name is Simon and Im one week old. 4.2 kg st the arrival.

I really sholdn´t be here. Anyway I was dead at the arrival. First dead, then awake. I guess that makes me a zoombie then? They really dont know what happened during my homecoming. First some doctor told my parents I had to much to drink (thanks dad!). I also had pooed in the water. Big mistake. Anyway, my heart stopped. And when the heart stops, pretty much everything else stops too. Then you die and your father faints.

Ok, so this is a shout out to all you wonderful guys who kept thinking of me and prayed or whatever some of you did for me. Thank you! Im pretty sure the specialists are sure about what they did and that nobody could have done it better. So far. But Im alive and today I tooked my first breath by myself. Belive it or not, it worked. I am pretty sure all your hopes and thoughts made me stronger. And even if it didnt, it made my parents stronger. So once again, Thank you folks.

However, as this was not enough, I still have to stay at the hopsital for observation for a while. You see, when the body is lack of oxygen for a long time, like mine was, a lot of things in the body tries to protect you. Some stuff even broke. Like my lungs. The kidney tooked the worst shot, but the lack of oxygen made it all the way to brain. It is no bleeding, but it may be some damage done, or it may not. Lets just keep hoping for the later, thanks.

So far I am moving and doing everything that a baby shall. Except screaming. My throat is a bit sour after having all the cables in it for a week. But that will be ok soon. My parents are problarly the only ones in the world that longs for some baby screams... All my other organs are repaired now. Thank you to all the doctors and wonderful nurses who tooked care of me. Love you guys. So, as soon as Im home I gonna have a big baby party. I will let you know.

Thank you all/Simon G Lindell Thorslund

PS You can see how I look in my special album to the left...