We spent the last few days of 2007 in the children’s ward of Mt Alvernia hospital. On Hari Raya, we were doing some festive shopping at Junction 8 when we received news that Tricia has vomited again (she vomited just as we were leaving the house). Yes, this is her 1st official vomit, not counting the times when she regurgitated a bit of milk during her burping sessions when she was an infant.
We rushed back to my in-law’s to see a pale doe-eyed sickly child who by then have already vomited 4 times. We brought her to the hospital at around 6pm and she was given a jab on her backside. After which we went back home and she slept till 8pm. When she woke up, we gave her some milk and she vomited again. So off to the hospital we went again. This time the doctor decided that she needs to be warded for the bout of stomach virus and called for her PD.
Her PD came at about 11pm+ (she was in a concert J) and she said it’d be better for her to be put on the drip. So they brought her to the nursing room to prepare. They asked us to leave the room cuz they were afraid that I’d cry when I see them poking the needle into her hand. We hanged around outside, I even covered my ears so that I wouldn’t hear her cry. Minutes went pass, we didn’t hear anything. When the door finally opens, the poor girl just stare at me with her big brown eyes and no tears in sight. The PD signed to us that she did not cry at all. This girl is full of pride! She refused to cry in the company of others. I’m sure those who witnessed her big fall in church that certain day can attest to this!
So, for the next 1 ½ days in the hospital, she is often seen walking along the corridor with her drip (rolled by us) behind her. The only time she’s in her bed is when she’s asleep or when we need to recharge the drip (it only lasts 1 hr without electricty). Yes, she struts the corridor like she owns it! The nurses knew her name and called out to her every now and then. One of the PDs said “this one is a chilli padi”. Oh dear, I hope he’s not right!
Just as she was ready to be discharged, mommy here fell sick too, and vomited in the playroom. So it was my turn to visit the A&E and be jabbed too. This is one contagious virus. Before this, my dad was ill, after that Tricia, followed by my mum, my sis and then me.
Peeping at her neighbour
Thanks everyone, for your prayers and well-wishes. Here’s wishing all a blessed and healthy New Year!
Happy 2008!
1 comments:
mmmmmmmm.... poor little thing! but so strong!!! Get well soon both u n Mummy! =)
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