Sunday.
After the MPH tour, AZ face was turning red and I placed my hand on his forehead. Slightly warm. It gets warmer starting from 7:00 pm something. At night, he woke up crying. We sponged him, fed him Paracetamol which he gulped without much resistance. Good boy!
Monday:
His temperature coming up and down. We came back, after mommy concluding the meeting with problematic Supplier-Wanna-Bee-who-has-walloped-the org-money and took him straight to Clinic, seeing Dr. Rahman who has obviously been working out at the gym! (I mean, from skinny to built, it must be the gym!)
Mind was distrurbed when Head of Unit called to set a meeting on Monday to discuss MizAnoi's Job Description.
AZ slept half awakely thru the night. The antibiotic and paracetamol were not working, obviously. We then use that Rectal Paracetamol. Negative, too. The fever was still high.
Tuesday:
Sent him over to K Endon's with very heavy heart. It was very hot, K Endon's said, at around 12:00 noon and she sponged him with AloeVera mix.Picked him up late evening with the same temperature. We then brought him to the clinic and was given a referal letter. Night was still spent sponging him.
Wednesday:
Had a very heaty meeting with Boss No 2 and Boss no 3 together with MizAnoi discussing her JD. Boss No 2 was looking for a way to off-load some of the operation people's burden. She bluntly refused to do ERMS postings, saying that the analysis job is getting larger and larger. I broke down, big time, after the meeting eventhough managed to put a smile through out the meeting.
Dear hubby went and got the GL from dispensary. I took half day off pm and went to pick AZ up to see Dr Ali Azman. The ever handsome Dr Sanjay Woodhull is apparently on study leave. AZ was happy playing at the mini playground at Floor 6 and behaved nicely went we into Dr. Ali's room. Dr Ali checked his tummy and with a ta-da declared that it was the tummy problem that caused the temperature to be up and down. Was given another antibiotic and also colimix.
Thursday:
Sobrock and INI chose to comfort me on yesterday's meeting when we were on the way to Kapar. Then, K Endon frantically called me at around 10:00 saying that there small red spots started appearing on his face. Both Hubby and me rushed home and brought him again to Dr. Ali. As soon as he saw me, he started putting up his weird act, screaming like he is in great agony. He refused to be carried, then when I put him down, he tossed around on the carpet, begging me to pick him up. He drew attention and people started asking, "Kenapa dia kak?". Hey if I know, wouldn't I have been resolving the roots and you don't have to see him crying? His cried his tears out that could be more than his accumulated tears since he was born. Patience was really getting thin. Dr. Ali said it was just normal for baby to getting that smallred spots when the body is coming down from a very high temperature. I bought that.
Journey back home was one long one, he kicked and screamed continuously in the car. I suggested to dear hubby to send him back to the baby sitter, for I have a tender to be evaluated. Dear hubby volunteered to look after the baby but I knew, it doesn't work that way. I mean, what kind of mother will I be concentrating on the tender evaluation paper while dear hubby wrestles with the crying and screaming baby?? I abide husband's words anyway, surrendering the fact that I have to spend the Friday morning executing the paper within one short hour! Sigh! That's me, when I failed to make the husband see things the way I see, I'll surrender and will figure out in my own brilliant way on how to deal with the mess later. You look at us and you think I am the one who's in control of the marriage? Nay, he's the hard-head one!
We tried putting him to sleep at around 5:00 something. He occasionally woke up and screamed, until he got up at 7:00, screaming still and Daddy bathed him up. Daddy recited Kursi verses many times (and he did that , too, in the bath! haha) I then has had my time and was deciding to recite Yassin after completing my Maghrib solat until the phone rang. It was K Endon asking how AZ was, guess she was so worried hearing him scream like never before when we called her from SJMC. She suggested that we sent him back to her for at least two hours, saying that he might be throwing tantrums for the eyes of Mommy's. I happily dressed up and to K Endon's we went. He started making happy noises in the car on the way to her house and by the time he saw her, he tried to climb out of Mommy's arm happily.
Dear hubby and me then went out for dinner, went back home for a long shower, gave Apak a call and then we picked him up. He looked very very much settled, happier and made lots of funny acts infront of the girls! I clutched my teeth, sighing, glad though that he is fine. We swooped him and drove home, when he again, playing happily with Arris. Hmm. Azam Zikry hai Azam Zikry... why were you making Mommy so miserable and sad? Did you know that at times (when you screamed frantically) I feel like I am a bad mother for not knowing how to calm you down, sayang? Jangan buat macam ni lagi tau, risau Mommy!!
By the time he was asleep, I was too tired to do my paper.
Friday:
He woke up with spots getting all over the body but he slept the night thru and I couldn't feel more than glad. We sent him, and he waved with a smile. That just made my day! I spent the first two hours at work working on the paper and running around for figures like a mad woman, but that smile of his really made me go thru the day. At around 9:30, the paper was ready and submitted to MD, Boss No 1 to be signed and approved. I then chased another two Senior Managers to sign. Glad that the paper was a done deal, AZ is back to normal, and the sun, I realized, was bright again.
Thought of rewarding myself, then followed the girls to MidValley where I got myself a dress!
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