On Wednesday I was down with fever. Mummy finds that the thermometer doesn't give accurate reading. I think because my ears is still too small for it. Mummy check my temperature by using her lips. She kissed my forehead to checked if my temperature increased. Mummy and daddy brought me to a hospital at about 11pm. Mummy told the doctor that I had fever, I vomit and spitting more often and I pass motion 4 times per day. Mummy also told the doctor that I had been spitting and vomit since I was born. Doctor wants me to be warded because she wants to check if my intestines is okay. Mummy stayed with me that night. We did not get our Ward A yet because the hospital is fully booked. We were placed at B2 for one night. I've been crying and crying almost whole night and I only want mummy to carry me. I cannot sleep with the noisy cries of other babies and the sound of plastic from other parents. But no choice... the other babies are sick too. When doctor put a drip on me in a room, mummy was asked to wait outside. I cried so loud until Mummy cried. Mummy called daddy to gain her strength. While mummy was talking to daddyover the phone, the doctor called mummy in to console me. Mummy kept on telling me that everything is for my own good. That night the nurses was great.
The next morning other the nurses were on duty. They were horrible. They were very slow in doing things. They even forgotten to take necessary things while putting on tapes on me halfway. Of course I was screaming because I am very uncomfortable. Mummy broke down to see me suffer and cry so much. But I have no choice but to scream because the nurses are very slow and forgetful. Another nurse talked to mummy and said that mummy have to be strong. If mummy break down I can feel it too. I will feel insecure. Mummy actually cried because mummy cannot take it to see me being handled by lousy nurses. Mummy regret bringing me to the hospital at that time.
Pictures taken while I was at B2 class. Do you know I can open those tapes myself? I did that so many times that the nurses have to put tapes on both hands over and over again.
At about 5pm I was transferred to ward A. Arghhh the room and toilet is dirtier than ward B2 class! Mummy had to asked the cleaner to empty the rubish bin. But lucky thing the nurses in that ward were very nice. They are smarter too. They put bandage on both hands after the put some tapes. The nurse also cover the tube on my hand so that I won't scratch my face and eyes with it. Now mummy did not regret bringing me to that hospital. Mummy heard so many stories about the hospital that she tried her best to avoid it. But this time no choice because this is the only hospital for boys at my age. Mummy did not sleep for 48 hours already. Mummy depends on coffee to boost her up. I cannot drink and eat anything and not even mummy's milk. I cannot drink for almost 12 hours.
After pestering the nurses to ask the doctor if mummy can give me her milk to calm me down, they doctor finally came and check on me. The doctor said I can have mummy's milk and glucose water. Immediately mummy gave her milk to me. I felt so happy that I fell asleep while sucking. In the evening the doctor came to see me again. She said that my drip can be removed. I didn't cry when the nurses remove the needle from me. The nurses from ward A were very skillful and smart. I like them a lot. Below picture of me playing with the wheel at Dermatologist clinic and picture a of me biting barney's tail while mummy and daddy having breakfast at Mc Donalds.
Can you see my happy faces? I was happy because the doctor allowed me to go home. Yey!!! I did did not vomit since I was on drip and drank soya formula. Mummy quickly packed our things and daddy help to change me in my rompers. After I wear the rompers, I understand that I can go home and I gave daddy a big smile and let him take my photo. We left the hospital at about 5pm.
When I reached home I was so happy. Too happy that I vomit again because I cannot sit still! Mummy let me catch some sleep. I really miss my bed or should I say my parents bed. hehehehehhe I refused to wake up when mummy woke me up to eat. Mummy asked daddy to wake me up too. But I just make some noise and go back to sleep. Eventually daddy managed to wake me up by carrying me. Mummy must feed me food. Doctor told her that soya formula is not enough for me because I am 7 months old. I need to eat food twice a day.
After eating, daddy tried to make me occupied by playing Peek a Boo vcd. I was so happy to watch the video. I missed it so much. Daddy told mummy that I was talking while watching the video. I was just asking my friends in the box how are they and I told them that I miss them so much. Well that's my adventure in the hospital. I do not wish to go there again. But I would like to thank the nurses in Ward A. They are very skillful and smart people.
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