Fever

It was a nightmare last night. Never felt so worried for Ziqian ever before.

He was abit hot n feverish when i fed him ard 8pm last night. His legs and hands are fine, just the forehead seems feverish, so i took his temperature and i was totally shocked to see the 38.0 degree celsius! I fed him infant paracetamol immediately after his milk and sponge him... Feeling guilty the same time, why i didn't notice it earlier... :(

Dear and me constantly checked his temperature half hourly (or maybe 15mins interval?) i just couldn't stop touching his forehead, stroking his hair and kissing his cheeks and praying that everything will be okay soon... But his fever didn't subside instead it increased gradually n remain constant.. We were so worried and contemplating whether to visit a doc coz it was windy and we thought it would be better for him to remain indoor, so we continue to monitor and sponge him... What we worried most happened, his temperature hit 39.1 degree celsius at 12am! We set off to KKH without further a do... I noticed i was shivering while packing his bag, keep telling myself to stay calm, baby is fine, he will be okay... but i couldn't stop my tears... Dear was speeding all the way there, his worries all written on his face and for the 1st time i didn't scold him for speeding...

Doc did a physical check-up on him, no ear and throat infection.. So he suggested a blood and urine test for UTI (urinary tract infection). Poor boy, he was pricked and collected quite a lot of blood.. But he was definately a brave and strong boy, he didn't cry and made a fuss over it, he still smiled weakly at us when we talked and smiled to him.. it ached my hearts more to see him have to go through all these at hours like this... im so proud of him.

Glad that the results are fine, nothing wrong. Doc said it's most probably viral fever, he assured me that it was common and baby was fighting against the virus to strengthen his immunity system. Paracetamol and some med were given just in case...

It was already 4am when we reached home. Ziqian must be very tired coz he slept so soundly throughout the journey home. He is fighting this battle well, his fever subside gradually and just measured at 36.9 degree celsius. Very much relieved to see that he still very playful and talkative as usual. I cant help but feeling guilty and lousy over this, not sure how he got this viral infection, must be something i done wrong, must be my negligence causing all the torturing to my son...

Ziqian, you are really brave. Though you were sick, but you were not cranky and never cried at all. Mummy knows that you are silently fighting the virus off, mummy can see that you were rather tired due to the fever but you never failed to give mummy a heart-warming smile whenever i cuddled and smiled to you... I love you Ziqian...