balqis is sick...

She is sick again... baru jer last week demam panas (6th July 2009)... and last-last week (23rd June 2009)..that is the first time she had high fever. Which I had to had 1/2 day EL take her home from nanny's house to s her doctor... I was panic coz her nanny told me her temperature that time was 38.8 degree... that's hell very high....

Now she's sick again since last Friday... We thought it was just normal fever. Coz she's happily playing like normal and smiling around, just she had high temperature. But last Sunday evening at about 4.15pm... she woke up from sleep not looking well and very weak. She's bearly open her eyes and not a single smile seen. I touch and feel her forehead... My God so HOT!! We quickly give her 1.5ml dose of medicine. We are panic and quickly changed clothes prepared to go to nearest hospital (Columbia Asia that is). We quickly took her to emergency unit (coz it's Sunday Clinics are closed). The nurse take her temperature and weight. The thermometer stated 38.8 degree. Ya Allah!! tinggi nyer!! entah berapalah temperature my daughter at home before taking the medicine. (mana tak panik dalam amik ubat pun bole temperature burst) Patutla lembik... The doctor ask us whether want to admit her or not? Since the doctor said it was the same whether at home or at the hospital... we agreed to take her home with guide how to take care of her.

Doctor prescribe her medicine with antibiotics. the medicine prescribed are the same as what we had given her... except for the antibiotics cos that one we can't keep them after 5 days. Till today she is still sick but her temperature doesn't hike like last Sunday. We straight away went to nearest pharmacy to buy thermometer for us to monitor her temperature at home.

Hopefully she'll be better tomorrow. I have to work... mana ada company nak bagi cuti lelama.. EL lak tu...

definition of mother

I just want to share with you what I've read recently... definitely for all mothers out there... do not shy to admit you are a mother or a housewife.. :) I quote one paragraph,

".... at our City Hall. The clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient, and possessed of high-sounding title, like "Official Interrogator" or "Town Registrar." "And what is your occupation?" she probed. What made me say it, I don't know. It simply popped out. "I'm ..... a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations." The clerk paused, pen in hand frozen in mid-air, and looked up as though she had not heard me right. I repeated the title slowly, emphasising the significant words.

Then I stared at wonder as my pompous pronouncement was written in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire. "Might I ask," said the clerk with new interest, "just what you do in your field?" Coolly, without a trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself reply, "I have a continuing program of research (what mother doesn't) in the laboratory and in the field (normally I would have said indoors and out). I'm working for my Master (the whole darned family) and already have four credits (all daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities (any mother care to disagree?) and I often work 14 hours a day (24 is more like it). But the job is more challenging than most of the run-of-the-mill careers and the rewards are in satisfaction rather than just money."

There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered me to the door. As I drove into our driveway buoyed up by my glamorous new career, I was greeted by my lab assistants - ages 13,7, and 3. And upstairs hear our new experimental model (six months) in the child development program, testing out a new vocal pattern. I felt triumphant. I had scored records as someone more distinguished and indispensable to mankind than "just another...."

After reading this article I'm honoured to be a mother... Do you??

* Mychild Malaysia magazine June/July issue