Burn, Burn, Burn.

Little Azam Zikry was burning the whole day yesterday. Since last Thursday, the temperature tend to get higher at night and went normal during the days. But Sunday, he got him sitting next to him all the time.
Tuk Mama and Tuk Wan came for a visit and I got all the “You mustn’t”, “You should”, “You must”, “Cannot”.
We inserted the rectal paracetamol and he get to sleep thru the night after four previously endless nights. Endless nights filled with little arguements whether the towel shall be tepid water or warm water, whether the hair shall be dry so that he won't get flu, whether we should put on sweater or not...
..sigh...