## This is a long overdue part II. I was reminded by a fellow fren and blogger, Miss Panda. ##

All of the sudden, i heard a loud breaking sound. Apparently Teh-C broke the balcony’s sliding door with his hand and managed to open the door, took the keys and came out from the front door. We then rushed to the hospital. I was teary eyed and Teh-C stepped on the gas all the way. We were both talking to Da Boss all the time .. (somehow thinking that we should keep him awake .. neh, like in the movies lolz) and calling him and asking for a response.

Reached the nearest hospital, Assunta, and straight to the emergency room. Da Boss was faintish looking and mumbly jumbly. The nurses attended to him and later a medical officer. Check this check that ! I went to do the registration. Luckily we were covered by insurance. Da Boss appears to be of a clearer state by now and was crying with feeling of unease as he lies on the bed in the ER. Teh-C and I felt helpless. Then off i went again to finalise the registration stuff and by the time i came back, the nurse was wiping his lower body. Teh-C said our son apparently just poo-ed. Then we were asked to leave and the curtain was pulled. So what, i peeked anyway. The nurses and MO was trying to get some blood sample. They poked and drew blood from his left hand. I dare not look and closed the curtain behind me.

When i looked again, they had moved to Da Boss’ right side. But i saw one of the nurse tripped and blood was spilled. She was apologetic but i was a bit furious, expressing my sarcastic anger to Teh-C .. how stupid can the nurse be? So they had to draw another round of blood. They then stuck a tube into his right arm. It then struck me that they changed from his left to his right because i had earlier told the nurses that he sucks his left thumb, so it was a smart move not to ‘obstruct’ his left hand.

Later i was told to sit on the wheelchair and carry Da Boss on my lap to the ward. Haha, me in a wheelie and pushed by the medical attendant. We were placed in a four-bedded room because they had no single room, which i strongly prefer.

Anyway, to cut it short. My son was in the hospital for about 5 days. Not a very interesting experience. His fever kept coming back throughout the stay and even after we checked out of the hospital. We wanted to bring him back home although he did not fully recovered because Teh-C felt that staying at home was better. It was a big challenge as we had to administer the medicine to him which wasnt easy when he wailed and cried and at times kicked like a strong baby kangaroo.

All is well now and i hope that this febrile convulsion will never happen again. He’s just recovered from a long 3-weeks cough and cold. Now its Teh-C and my turn with cough and congested lungs but we’re taking medicine and recovering.