40 degrees & 6 stitches

That's what Lyra and Lucas had respectively this past week. Talk about trouble coming in 2s. First Lyra developed a persistent raging fever that wouldn't subside even with medication. By Sunday, which was the 4th day into her fever, she was 40 degrees. We brought her to KKH and they did some blood test. She was declared negative of anything serious and doc suspected she was just down with some viral infection. The remedy? Wait it out. Then just when her fever was coming down, we found spots all over her body and face. As she was immunised against measles, I worried about German measles. So Vinc and I huffed and puffed to the GP. We were told that it is normal and part and parcel of a viral infection. We were relieved. That was on Tuesday night.

So today, I kept Lyra at home just to make sure her fever's gone and she doesn't catch anything else. Then I got a frantic call from Lucas's childcare. He had a fall and cut his chin. The teachers were rushing him to hospital. Sounded serious but I thought maybe the teachers were just too panicky. I saw the wound,... the gaping hole more like it. It was a nasty nasty cut just under the chin. Brave Lucas didn't shed a tear. Not even when he was getting his stitches. He flinched a little, shut his eyes tight and grit his teeth once in a while. But other than that, he kept still and quiet. It was I who was trembling with fear. In fact, I was almost closed to tears. My poor baby... I held on to Vinc's hand tight. 6 stitches...

What an eventful few days for me. Not to mention downright tiring.