@ 22 months 1 week 5 days
All the prayers and well wishes worked. Thank you so much! Ryan is all good and dandy since last Saturday. He was down with high fever for 2 days. The 2nd day (Thursday) his fever shot up to record high of 39.5C. His cheeks were all blushed and he was seriously burning hot on the forehead. He was all moody and tired all the time. That same evening, Ryan walked into the room with his ‘green’ (name of his fav bolster) and said ‘baby oi-oi mum-mum milk‘. I looked at the time, it was only 7.30pm!! Poor baby. Shortly after his milk, he dozed off. It was also one of the rare occassions whereby I wasn’t happy when he sleeps early.
I really hate it when Ryan falls sick. It’s not that I do not believe ‘kids fall sick to build up their immune’, I do , I stood by by that notion. But Ryan is so difficult with medicine that it’s always a huge struggle when it comes to medication time. I seriously have not seen a more stubborn and difficult baby than Ryan. He was so traumatised the moment he saw me with the syringe. Anyways, the following day I decided to dilute his antibiotics with his yogurt drink, after many failed attempts with milk, Ribena, juices. Miraculously, it worked. Phew~
By Friday his temperature went down to below 39C. Not ideal but at least not alarming. The gap between the next suppository was bigger too; from 4 hours to 6-7 hours. It was definitely a good indication.
Saturday morning, his temp went down further to between 37.4c – 37.8c. I was so much more relieved. He was eating much less but at least he was back to his usual self, jumping, running, ransacking the whole house. My baby is back………
I would have updated his progress earlier if not for Ryan being so so so clingy and unreasonable since his sick episode. I know he’s probably not 100% well since he’s still eating poorly. He even rejected his daily apply puree. Luckily he still wants his milk, else I would have another hair pulling problem to solve.
Here, some of the unreasonable requests the little clingy baby had insisted:
* I sit next to him all the time
* I play cars, blocks, trains with him
* I hold his hand all the time, all around the house, even when we’re only sitting or sleeping next to each other
* I sit and watch him drink his milk, while he watches the TV
* I do nothing (I cannot read my book, browse, watch tv, msn, read the papers, magazine, on the phone etc) and just be with him
* I held my hand out for him to spit out his food
* I hold his hand when we’re out shopping, groceries etc
* I must eat the biscuits he feed me
* I drink his milk from his bottle
and to top the list, he even insisted I hold his hand while I was driving home after dropping hubs at his office yesterday morning(don’t worry.. I didn’t fulfil his wish on this. As a result I reached home with a headache having endured 20 mins of pitiful cries from Ryan. Now I know this fella has got really big lungs to be able to cry so long and so loud for such long time!)
Actually I am not really complaining about his clinginess. Just rant it out a bit. Boleh ar? Those who knows me or follow my blog from the early days would know I wouldn’t second thought of giving up anything just to have Ryan favours me more (those days I had this impression that he likes everyone in the house except mommy… so heartbreaking). Now, perhaps it’s because I’m 24/7 with him, this extreme obsession of his seems a little too taxing to handle. At times I do feel a little suffocated – not too much, just that tiny little bit. Blekkk…
Oopss.. I hope by me saying this won’t make Ryan thinks I’m such an awful mommy. I still love you to pieces ya, baby….
After bubble session at the park yesterday
My two boys, taken last Sunday