Tired Weekend

my poor girl was soooo sick. I so totally missed her mischief, her running around and her babbling non-stop. last Friday my MIL called me during lunch to ask if I could go back earlier. we got this 1 hour Eat-With-Your-Family time-off, which means I can go off at 4pm. it's a bit wasteful to take 1/2 day when it was just a few more hours to go. so after a meeting about a crisis that happened at work, I rushed off home to see my Lil Ariel. I was so worried that I could not bother to answer the cabbie when he tried to strike a conversation.

I was told that she did not eat much, but she wanted her ABC pasta. my MIL could not cook for her cuz Lil Ariel clinged onto her, and that Cherry still don't know how to cook it (I've showed her umpteen times.. arghh...) so I dropped my bag and cooked for her. she ate a little, at least something lah.

when Daddy Sam came back, we discussed and decided to bring her to NUH. her fever hovered around 39 to 39.5. she was happy that we brought her out of the house. however her happiness turned to despair when she saw the entrance. after the hoo-haa, we finally collected her medicine at the pharmacy and left for home. the ang-moh doctor told us that we gotta bring her back for blood tests if her fever still don't subside by Sunday. (thank God that we don't have to do that.)

so the whole weekend we stayed home most of time. we did bring her out for a spin when she got too cranky. she refused to let anyone else carry except me (YEAH!! she finally didn't insist her grandma to carry). she refused to let me to be out of her sight. when I took my hand away from her shoulder while sitting down, she protested. I'm still her favorite person after all!! but it is painful to see her like this. coughing her lungs out with her blocked nose, fever up and down. I told God to let me suffer on her behalf. I really wanted the uber active Lil Ariel who cannot sit still for 5 minutes back.

anyway I've watched Finding Nemo for 3 to 4 times in 2 days. I think I can memorize all the scenes. we watched so much that Lil Ariel mumbled "Nemo, nemo, neemo, nemooo. I want Nemo..." in her sleep, while Daddy Sam and I were watching last night's Harper's Island. she is just sooo cute lah!!

actually I took a picture of her seh-seh look. I wanted to upload it today, so I actually brought the camera. BUT Daddy Sam took the bag that contained the memory card reader, so I can only upload tomorrow.

do help to pray for my Lil Ariel's speedy recovery okay? my heart really hurts seeing her like this. :(

** my poor sick sick Lil Ariel.

Zombie Mummy

yesterday I thought to myself, "yeah! finally it's Friday tomorrow!!" but alas, in the wee hours of the morning, I heard Lil Ariel groaning and whining in her sleep. not sure how long it lasted (you know, when you are in a half-conscious state, you can't really estimate the duration accurately) until I finally did something. so I put my hand over her body with my eyes closed. when my hand reached the forehead, my eyes sprung opened. her forehead felt warm, really warm!! I was hoping that it's because my palm was cold due to the cold air (this is quite unlikely though).

I searched for the thermometer in the dark. when I realised that my eyes are not those of an owl, I borrowed the light from my handphone. I finally found it chucked beside a stack of papers/brochures/magazines/letters/bills. her temperature was 38.8. that is high!! I quickly woke Daddy Sam, who was still sleeping like a log throughout, up. he suggested giving her panadol, which I would have thought of if I was given more time.

I came back from the kitchen with 2ml of panadol in a syringe and one Pigeon cool pack. Lil Ariel was already half-woken up by Daddy Sam, so I shot the panadol into her mouth. I knew she wouldn't want to cool pack. so when she was lying beside me, I pasted it cool pack on her forehead. she protested, but I refused to remove my hand from her forehead. I guess she was too sleepy to continue the protest after a while.

so from 4am, I did not really sleep, checking her every now and then. that explains why am I a zombie today. hopefully her fever will go away. she just recovered from her cough and cold last week. haiz...