All About Your Child

I consider yesterday as the peak of everything. So NO TIME to blog at all. Yet today, my keyboard is making me Bongcus! My right ‘Shift’ key is not working!!!

Imagine how tough it is to type without that key man! My exclamation mark is going ‘1 1 1 1’ instead of ‘!!!!’. *AAArrrggghhhh* I don’t think this will be a long post, ‘cos I might just pick up the keyboard and smash it on the screen! *Arrrghhh* I just did the ‘!’ again! *faint*

Yesterday:-

Allan
The man was losing his cool. “Damn it! Why am I not getting any better yet?!” Then he did the ‘psycho’ thingy to himself “I MUST get well by tomorrow. I MUST get well by tomorrow….”
Chills and terrible cough. He scolds himself at every cough, “!@#% Shut Up! Stop Coughing!”

Keatkeat
Lie on his mattress 80% of the time. Too weak. His diarrhea has not left him. In fact, he is just left with that. Yippee!!! Don’t worry, I have bought 3 packets of ‘super long flying breads’ enough for the 2 of us to use.

Binbin
My heartaches for this little one. His cough is so bad. He CANNOT SLEEP WELL AT ALL! Drove him to the polyclinic. Doctor gave him Tamiflu, the infamous flu medicine for patients younger than 5 years old, which has ‘terrible’ side effects. Took samples of his saliva too. His fever rose to 40.1, hence Bifen (orange coloured) was given.

Me
Tweety birds were flying round my head most of the time….

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Today:-

Allan
Just cough. Needed to talk softer to prevent irritating the lungs and the throat. He is up playing ‘our’ (Keatkeat, Binbin and Mine) Facebook games. So this last line pretty much sums up that his ‘psycho-ing’ yesterday worked (in a way). He will not be helping me much ‘cos he MUST get well FULLY by tomorrow, because of his agreement with a home owner this weekend.

Keatkeat
Same. Uncontrollable leaking of watery fluids from the anus, even after medication, which is errrmmmm…. running low already.

Binbin
*Heartpain* Since yesterday, he would lie down on my bed (my ‘smell’ gives him comfort) and fall asleep really quickly. In less than 5 mins, he would start coughing. Big heavy coughs.

He pushed himself to a sit up position like a Japanese woman would. Continues coughing in that position and remembering to cover his mouth all the time, with his eyes shut.

He remained seated and doze off. Fell to his side or face down.

Minutes later, it happened again!!! Over and over again!!! I put him up with pillows support, but he is uncomfortable and it did not help to reduce the tendency to cough either.

To lie, sit up and then slam his face back onto the bed. So many times over, his back must have hurt really badly. *Heartpain*

His fever refused to go below 38.5. His running nose is giving him teary eyes. Oh God! Spare him please….

He dislikes medicine. But he has been cooperative for the first few days. Yesterday, he lost his patience, “Mommy, you said I be good boy, eat medicine and will get well. I eat so many already!!! I still sick. Mommy! You bluff me!” Now, I have become a liar in my son’s eyes. *deep sigh*

So taking medicine is a huge challenge ever since that statement. *!@#$%^*

Me
Tweety birds have flown away, but left some shit on my head (that is if you know what I mean). When my boy cannot sleep, would you think I would be able to?!!!

I am still keeping my cool. Very few words.  Anger is still well kept in the freezer. I need to conserve energy…. I MUST! Remember?!

ITS BEEN 7 DAYS!!!! We went through all this SHIT for 7 days!!! Can we stop now? NOW!!!! I mean NOW!?

The creator of the ‘contest’ has just raised the bar.

My menses came today. High Tide.

So now, Keatkeat and I are fighting over the piece of ‘bread with wings plus extra long protection’.

As if my diminishing energy level is not trying enough, now the loss of blood is making this head spin. As if not much improvement from the 3 of them is not bad enough, Keatkeat’s fever is back! Damn!

Tomorrow, I will be bringing Binbin (for the first time) to the Polyclinic, ‘cos the bottles are almost emptied!!! We need urgent replacement!

Binbin’s phlemy cough is so bad, he could hardly sleep well the whole day. His ‘since-birth-black-eye-rings’ just got worsen.

Ok, the only good news is probably Allan. At least now he is able to sit up to settle some urgent paper work. I am not pinning any hope on him, after witnessing Keatkeat’s fever rebound….

Other than that, I am still the one who cleans the shit, clears the vomit, cooks for the family, ensures that there is enough drinking water, washes the clothes, gives the medication, coaxes the kids….blah blah blah, do you really expect me to list ALL?!!

My boys have been trained to ‘self-bathed’, ‘self-brush-teeth’, ‘self-feed’ and ‘self-whatever’, since a year ago. But now, I am back to where it all began….

Anyone can throw me a life-buoy; before I throw in the towel?….