It starts from a simple Q. 'where have you been?'
Then it just hit me of what have been busy in my mind for two weeks.
I was scared, really in deep scared.
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My nephew-Gut was sick.
He had fever. Very high.
He refused to eat anything or drink any milk.
He vomitted and coughed.
He got diarrhea.
All of my family members were worried.
He was in dehydration. So he needed to be abmitted for 2 days. It's hard to see the drip get attached to his hand. It's hard to see and hear him cry. Super hard time. The doctor said he got some infection in this throat.
Then, his fever was down. So the doctor let him home.
At home ...
He was jolly again as always.
Still couldn't eat or drink that much.
Rarely pee. Still coughed a lot and some small fever.
So this time, my mom won't put her feet down unless my sister change the doctor.
Back to the Hospital...
Met the new doctor, she is the expert in lung.
X-ray and normal process check-up.
This time, the big infection is in his lung. Some kind of virus. (that the doc just left out the information of what visus 'cz i obviously not the med student so wouldn't understand whatever she is telling me..dah!!!)
Then...
I was frozen for a sec.
I won't forget for the rest of my life, the feeling of fear when i heard the doctor said that it might be TB that kept him being sick this long. WHAT?? he is only 1 year old. How can that be?
So she did some skin test. It will take 2 days for the result. We just wait and see.
Still at the hospital...
U know when u talk to the doctor, they just speak formal.
So first time i need to explain to my mom in our human speaking words.
Back at home...
Explained to my dad (but i left out the TB part)
The hardest part for me is to my sister.
I almost couldn't hold up my fear & the tears, honest speaking.
The feeling was built up in me, the fear of how much suffering and all the tough things that Gut might have to go through. You know when you heard something like this. Your head and mind already go far than it should.
For those two days, i just prayed, i wish, i tried my best to get my mind out of it.
It's really a scary feeling. I never thought that i can be that afraid of anything. I tried so hard not to cry.
Then the time comes and the big relief just came out of my head and my mind, it's not TB. For sure it is NOT, the doc said. It likes there is the happy sunshine and the sky goes clear and the light just came into the doc's room. Big smile, big relieve, big hugs.
Now Gut is better and fully-recovered. He is back to eat more and more and drink more and more of milk again. Everyone is happy again!! Yippy ....
The week after, i went back to the hospital. This time is another man in my life, my dad.
He has to check for the virus and is there any cancer strike back or not.
He took the blood check. While waiting, i was thinking of the time when we found out this virus. I just wish that the result will be good. Another fear that came rush into.
The result came out very good! Amazingly to know that the 8,500 millions of virus for his hepetitus-B, just gone (below the mean). Not to be found. That's the good news indeed.
I believe when it comes to the matter of the health on your love one, u just need all the strenght you have in you to go through it.
Big admiration to my mom - the greatest woman of all.
Promise me to take a good care of yourself, my dear.
xxx
