Somewhere over the rainbow…

My Active Justin

Justin is an active boy. His new teachers said that he is smart and he is always the first to finish his work at class. After that, he will be noisy or looking for things to play. Some times, he will be the leader and “influence” the boys to play with him. O.o

So, in order to make him quiet down while waiting for others to finish their work, his teacher made him the class leader, sort of like a monitor. He is in charged of “making his friends quiet and finish their work”, and some times, he gives them the answers. *faint*

The only weakness he has in class is his Thai, which we are fully aware of. That’s why we enroll both kids into extra Thai classes, instead of intense English program after school. They will study until 3.30pm and it’s more convenient for me to pick them up too. If the schedule permits, I might let him join taekwondo, since he already in yellow belt, and enroll Isabelle into painting class. The only problem is both classes are conducted on different days from 3.30 to 4.30pm, and either kid will have to waste an hour at school waiting for their sibling. So, let me think hard about this first….

Yesterday, he asked for permission to go out and play. I told him to be extra careful since his stitches are still fresh, and the wound is yet to heal. Manatau, that boy just went out and grab his bike!!! But he was only cycling in front of our house, and my next-door neighbor said, “Mai jep krap? Mai kuah krap?” (Not painful? Not scare ah?)

You know? It’s the daddy who said he can still go out and cycle, just be careful. Sigh….man….

I made a deal with him that he can go to the playground but not on his bike. So we walked together and he was so happy to be with his friends. I kept nagging on him to run slowly, don’t run is the BEST but my boy tended to be forgetful. Everyone was asking about his wound, and he acted like nothing. O.o

Anyway, he was good. I asked them to go home after 15 minutes, and he obeyed. Previously, he will wait for all to go home then only he’s willing to leave. I’m kind of proud of him for knowing his boundary, but not sure if he remembers it always!

I was quite tired keeping an eye on him every second too, probably burnt more calories than weight loss pills.

He won’t be going to the hospital for dressing today. The next appointment is tomorrow, where the doctor will check if the stitches can be removed. It’s time to get all the Vitamin E and anti scar cream ready…

He’s Getting Well

Justin is feeling much better now, despite complaining that he can’t open his mouth wide when he eats. I am so surprised that he reacts much better than I’ve expected.

He was very good yesterday, didn’t ask to go out and play. So, I spent the evening playing monopoly with him, and of course, I lost to him again. Sigh…Like he said, he’s very good at this game. LOL!

Hopefully, he learned his lesson and will be more careful when he plays. I don’t want to get another heart attack like this, even if being worried can be the best weight loss pill to mommy.

No More Leng Chai

I have so much to blog about but too little time for it. But firstly, I must really jot down what happened yesterday. My boy loves cycling, and he does that almost everyday. He will normally go to his friend’s place at about 5.30pm, and they will go cycling in the garden together. Some times I will follow them, but if Isabelle is not going, or I haven’t done my cooking, he will go on his own. Most kids here go out by themselves in our gated neighborhood, and other parents and security guards offer a watchful eye to all the children.

Frankly, I know that I can’t rely on others, especially accidents can just happen anyway. So yesterday, it did.

I already got dinner prepared by 5pm. FED the kids too. They were too tired since they didn’t have nap at school anymore, and they have swimming classes on Mondays. Seeing how tired they were, I fed the kids, and bathed Isabelle who refused to go out. Justin wanted to go out by 6pm, so I opened the door for him. 5 minutes later, my door bell rang, URGENTLY and at many times.

I came downstairs and got shock to see my next door neighbor trying to tell me something in Thai. Upon hearing the word “roat”, my heart skipped a beat. I thought Justin was hit by a car or what, you know? The imagination just ran wild?

But then, someone brought back his bike, and I ran to the park to look for him. I saw him at the junction, carried by other neighbor, with so much blood on his hands, shirt and face, I almost fainted. At that moment, I felt so guilty of not being by his side when he played. Really feel like the lousiest mother in the world.

I took him over, he was crying of course. I brought him in and gave him a cool compress to stop the blood. My next door neighbors, the guard, and the other neighbors were worried and they were still outside my house. Someone mentioned going to the clinic, and my neighbor offered to go with me. The security guard actually wanted to call the taxi for me, but I could drive. I’m so glad that everyone offered their help, REALLY. I should have called BIL, but I can’t remember HIM at that time. Hubby was stuck in a jam, so he couldn’t make it in time.

Thus, off we went to the clinic, with sleepy Isabelle and my ah gua neighbor. HE IS SO HELPFUL!!!!!! He kept Justin calm while I drove, and he attended to Justin’s blood. I really can’t imagine how to do this alone, with 2 kids, driving to the clinic.

Most clinics were closed, but he told me there should be one further up. We ended up at a small clinic, and he brought Justin in just after I parked my car. The nurses and doctor all came out to attend to his wound, but my boy didn’t cooperate. He was struggling when 3 nurses held him down, and the doctor just did a dressing for him. He confirmed no fracture, but I knew that I should go for X-ray. He said it’s best to go to the hospital too.

The only photo I managed to snap with my phone.

See the busy body meimei at the right corner? She’s so curious with what’s going on.

After paying up, we went back home. Hubby reached home about the same time too. I told him the cut was about 1cm x 3cm and the fresh was exposed, it’s impossible to heal without stitches. After thanking the neighbors, he brought Justin to the private hospital. With hubby’s work permit, the medical fee is not that high as those charged on expats. Anyway, Isabelle and I stayed at home as curfew is still imposed in BKK. Hubby said it’s best we don’t follow.

I kept calling hubby for updates. He said the nurses wrapped Justin up so that he couldn’t move and the doctor fixed 6 stitches to close the wound. OMG, 6 stitches. There is definitely going to be a scar, but it’s at the chin, so maybe not so obvious. *just to stay optimistic*

Anyway, scar is not a big matter. It can be removed by laser.

The funny thing is, my boy came home with stitches, but he acted like nothing happened. Maybe he had cried too much for hours, he really couldn’t cry anymore. I wanted him to stay at home or at office with me, but he insisted on going to school. So, he’s at school now, and I reminded him to be INACTIVE and tell his friends not to touch his wound. I hope that he remembers that. He still needs to go for dressing for a few more days before the stitches can be removed.

So, the money spent on yesterday’s episode can be treated as one of those unique gifts for father’s day, in a couple of weeks. Hubby said “poh coi yau poh xiong”. LOL!