It started with Charis developing HFMD. As it was a sunday night when we had first discovered the rashes, we had to send her to KK Hospital since all the clinics were closed. Thankfully, hers was mild & she didn't have much problems with eating & drinking. She was quarantined for 10 days at home, & we had already gotten so bored midway. I was so thankful when her MC was finally over & the PD certified that she is fit for school, which also means I can finally be back to work! So many work to catch up!
Almost immediately after Charis returned to school, she came back with a cough & passed on the virus to Enya. Enya's cough developed into throat iritation, then infection, & she refused fluid due to the pain. We admitted her to Mount Alvernia Hospital. However, instead of getting better, her cough got worse! She would cry (in fact wail) at the sight of the nurses as they would remind her of drip, injections, blood test & medicines. Poor Enya! Her constant crying caused her cough to escalate into Bronchitis & what was a mild cough turned into a 5 days stay at the hospital. It was a tramautic experience for her. She would hug on to me the whole time & asked to be carried constantly.
Her eyes & face were all puffy from the crying! Her hands were bandaged to prevent her from removing the drip.
I even had to sleep besides her by squeezing into the baby cot together with her! Thank God for my petite size...
If you think the worst is over... not quite yet... The following week after Enya was discharged from the hospital, we attended our usual church service. It was Sunday morning. Pastor was preaching halfway when I received a sms from a church friend asking me to pass some stuffs to her because she has to go off soon. So halfway during the service, I made my way (carrying Enya) to meet her outside the auditorium. While going down the staircase, I missed a step & slipped down a few flights of stairs & landed on the floor with Enya sitting on top of me! Thank God I was carrying her with a baby carrier, so I didn't lose grip of her & thank God she actually landed on me & not the other way round! But it was such a bad fall that I sprained my ankle & couldn't get up at all. I was wheeled out of the auditorium on a wheelchair & send to Mount Elizabeth Hospital A&E. The xray showed no broken bones (phew!) & I was expected to be on a cast & walking frame for 2 weeks! However, it must be due to God's healing that I managed to walk almost normally by the 3rd day.
March was a month of visitations to the hospitals & I prayed it will all end here!
If you think the worst is over... not quite yet... The following week after Enya was discharged from the hospital, we attended our usual church service. It was Sunday morning. Pastor was preaching halfway when I received a sms from a church friend asking me to pass some stuffs to her because she has to go off soon. So halfway during the service, I made my way (carrying Enya) to meet her outside the auditorium. While going down the staircase, I missed a step & slipped down a few flights of stairs & landed on the floor with Enya sitting on top of me! Thank God I was carrying her with a baby carrier, so I didn't lose grip of her & thank God she actually landed on me & not the other way round! But it was such a bad fall that I sprained my ankle & couldn't get up at all. I was wheeled out of the auditorium on a wheelchair & send to Mount Elizabeth Hospital A&E. The xray showed no broken bones (phew!) & I was expected to be on a cast & walking frame for 2 weeks! However, it must be due to God's healing that I managed to walk almost normally by the 3rd day.
March was a month of visitations to the hospitals & I prayed it will all end here!
