Penguin Rush'Posing macam ni ok tak Ayah?' - Of showering and sponging
I was so delighted to find out last Wednesday that the photo I sent to the Pa & Ma magazine is featured in the 'Mandi Manda' column of the August edition, that I showed the column to some of my colleagues. The above photo which was edited due to space constraint of the column and to make way for other kids' photos, was selected as one of the lucky few to receive prizes. Don't you think the caption that I created to go along with the photo, 'Posing macam ni ok tak Ayah' (Am I posing correctly Ayah?) aptly describes the photo?
But my enthusiasm was cut short when at 4:20, the babysitter called me, telling me that Ikhwan had a fit due to fever. That explained why I had a bad feeling when I kissed him that morning. He was perfectly fine the night before, and still showed no indication of having a fever when my wife sent him over in the afternoon, before she went to work.
What freaked us out was the fact that the babysitter could have missed it (the fit). She too was not well and decided to sleep next to Ikhwan. She was awaken when she heard some funny noises coming from Ikhwan. Had she slept in the next room or she was too deep in her sleep? We shudder to think....
Another incident that shocked us was how she ran to a clinic across the road from her apartment building, I mean in her, possibly still drowsy condition (from just waking up and her sickness).
After the doctor had not fully successful in making his fit stopped, her husband who happened to be nearby, drove both of them to HUKM. For this, we really thanked her and husband for taking care of Ikhwan just like their own.
I arrived at the hospital just before 5 and immediately rushed to the Emergency Unit. No one seemed to be able to contact my wife. It must have been a hectic day (as usual) at the Kajang Hospital. Coincidentally, my parents-in-law were nearby the Kajang town and they decided to stop at the hospital to break the news to my wife.
My wife and parents-in-law only reached HUKM close to 9 o'clock that night. Ikhwan was cleared to go. For the first time, I took care of Ikhwan all on my own during the time when he needed a parent the most. All the while, it was my wife who stayed and spent nights at the hospital, tending for him. Those four hours of him hugging me and calling for me, would hopefully make our father-and-son bond much stronger, Insha' Allah.
What freaked us out was the fact that the babysitter could have missed it (the fit). She too was not well and decided to sleep next to Ikhwan. She was awaken when she heard some funny noises coming from Ikhwan. Had she slept in the next room or she was too deep in her sleep? We shudder to think....
Another incident that shocked us was how she ran to a clinic across the road from her apartment building, I mean in her, possibly still drowsy condition (from just waking up and her sickness).
After the doctor had not fully successful in making his fit stopped, her husband who happened to be nearby, drove both of them to HUKM. For this, we really thanked her and husband for taking care of Ikhwan just like their own.
I arrived at the hospital just before 5 and immediately rushed to the Emergency Unit. No one seemed to be able to contact my wife. It must have been a hectic day (as usual) at the Kajang Hospital. Coincidentally, my parents-in-law were nearby the Kajang town and they decided to stop at the hospital to break the news to my wife.
My wife and parents-in-law only reached HUKM close to 9 o'clock that night. Ikhwan was cleared to go. For the first time, I took care of Ikhwan all on my own during the time when he needed a parent the most. All the while, it was my wife who stayed and spent nights at the hospital, tending for him. Those four hours of him hugging me and calling for me, would hopefully make our father-and-son bond much stronger, Insha' Allah.
Ikhwan is at the peak of being so active and so curious of trying and learning new stuffs. All of us are just amazed at his energy and bubbly nature. We just hope the fit won't ever happen again to him, Ikhwan Rasydan.... Aaaamiiinnnnn.....
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