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Findings of My Son's Sickness


The first findings is dengue. The nurse informed us after giving him a tourniquet. He told the doctor that tourniquet result is dengue. My thoughts were asking how my son got dengue and fever. I'm thinking of the previous days before my son got dengue. Sure, some people in the internet shop come and go. But, he was not staying in the shop that day. My son was walking around the hospital grounds. He was laughing and chasing around his "Ninong". A woman from neighbourhood told me that the hospital has big trees, grasses and local chickens running around. So, it's a definite haven for mosquitoes and chicken manure. I guess or maybe it's one of the reasons. 

Another findings is my son has amoebiasis. His poop is watery and yellow to golden brown with little particles. It has a foul smell different from normal. I know the cause of this. He's very curious now and want to touch any thing he like even if it's dirty. He is fond of sucking his two fingers from his right hand. So, probably he touch a thing then sucked his fingers. I know it's negligence but I can't watch him all the time for some reason. The best thing for me to do when he gets well is putting a bitter something in his fingers. It's not a mean thing to do. It's a way to stop him from sucking his two fingers.

The hospital has shifting schedules for their resident doctors. But, when another doctor came into the hospital. The hospital has schedules for their resident doctors. He informed us that it's not dengue it's German measles. Automatically, medicines were changed. 

What do we call/shall do when the doctor give us wrong information? Other mommies would give a different reaction. I just accept it and focus more on my son. My son is more important than the doctor.

Hospital? Not again!

Previously, I post about our ordeal with my son and my sickness. Last month, we're in the hospital because he has fever and primary complex. I got sick from fever and cough that made me feel like in an orthopaedic bed. I'm not finished writing about it, yet. 

And here we are again, facing another one. We're here in the hospital with another cause of my son's fever. It's only a month difference. I think children are like this. I am worried about his situation and I can't help it. He's having a fever for three days and I thought the cause is the climate change. But, I was wrong! On the third day, rashes were all over his body plus a high fever. So, we rushed him in the hospital at 4am.

Good thing, my sister-in-law and mother-in-law arrived. At least a little burden were taken off my shoulders, though. I know they'll stay for a day because of work. When they saw my son's situation, I saw them crying. I think they were overwhelmed by his situation and pity him.

I hope and pray that my son will get well soonest!

Son’s Birthday Visitor

Again, this is a very late post and it happened last March 2012. It took me a long time to publish this post, perhaps it’s too personal to tell. But, I want to take the emptiness out from what had happened before and share it. I am happy that he came.

My son’s visitor is my one and only youngest brother Jun. Unknown to anyone, except my close relatives, that my brother and I haven’t speak for a long time. He’s working as a seaman abroad. Of course, he believe in anything that someone close to him says. We fought against finances, my mother who’s fighting for her dear life against cervical cancer, my father and chiasm. Every thing I said he’ll throw it back on me. He will not listen to me. It seems I’m carrying the whole world on my shoulders. I cried bucket of tears and decided to leave his home. And, when I got pregnant, I asked for his help but he was very angry. He almost flare up. I’m thankful because my cousins were there to stop him. He will arrived in the Philippines and left the country with no communication. Until, a neighbor from Iligan City tried to talked and put some sense into our minds. Then, my brother starts to comment whenever he sees my comments of a cousin’s photos. That’s where we start our communication again.

He came with his girlfriend and brought a Red Ribbon cake for my son, though. My son was afraid because he haven’t met his Uncle and this is their firsts. The way I look at it, my brother was happy carrying my son and told me that he missed his two children from his ex-wife. Also, he shared a conversation with my husband.

Here’s a photo of my brother and son.
 brother and son

And of course, the siblings!
 the siblings
We used to fight when we were a child. As an adult, we lived in separate ways, though. I understand that our fights are usually for the betterment of a person we loved most.