She has her opinion about her dress, accessories, and especially her shoes. I just realized that she was all in polka dots to school last Friday, when uniform is not needed. Thus, I quickly snapped some photos.
Polka dots dress, swimming bag and shoes.
Close shot of her shoes and dress.
Even her hair band has polka dots!
My gal loves strawberries and she’s taking at least a box a week. Some times, the strawberries can be pretty expensive, if they are from US. But once in a while, the Korean ones are sweet and cheaper too, so I will just buy those packs. I love end of the year when we can get Thailand strawberries. They are slightly sour but very crunchy. It’s nice if you dip them in chocolate or a bit of brown sugar. Ok, we should cut down on sugar! That’s why I have never used any shari’s berries coupons discounts to get those chocolate coated strawberries too. But I must say, I love chocolate coated strawberries, they are soooo yummy!
She won’t mind if it’s only a little sour but she mostly prefers the big juicy US strawberries. Mind mind, she really knows how to choose the yummy ones, and little that she knows, they are very expensive too!
I am always drop dead tired by the end of the day, so I might not even need the best over the counter sleep aid. But recently, hubby tries to train Isabelle to sleep without the trainer pants, so we have to get back to check on her or bring her to the toilet or clean her up the middle of the night if accidents happen. It’s so tiring!!! Unlike Justin, she takes so long to be trained, maybe partly due to our laziness. 
Ah…I hope I can sleep more in the weekend, but it never happens.
Hubby said I must blog these incidents down…
(1)
We were in the car this morning, on the way to the kids’ Chinese class…
Justin: Papa, your birthday coming? How old are you then?
Me: Papa will be 39. Very old hoh?
Justin: Papa is going to be 40…then 41, 42, 43, …..*keep counting, then he paused to think*
Justin: Mommy, when will it stop?
Me: O.o
Ironically, both hubby and I found his question very funny. LOL!
(2)
Our little Isabelle can be such as sweet gal mostly, but some times, we have vomit blood moments with her tactics. Don’t be fooled by her princess prom dresses and sweet smiley look, when she’s throwing her tantrums, we can really lose our patience. But instead of scolding her, it’s best to keep cool and lecture her calmly so that she won’t learn all those shouting from us.
When she did something wrong just now (I can’t remember what it was), hubby tried to teach her a lesson.
Hubby: Isabelle, you did something wrong. Now you have to stand outside of the house and count 1 to 10.
Isabelle: Where? Outside? Count 10.
As she’s walking out, she turned back and asked.
Isabelle: Can I come in again later?
Hubby: O.o LOL!
Me: So do you want to come in?
Isabelle: No. Not really. Let’s go play.
Hubby: *sweat*…
I’ve forgotten to jot this down. Justin had a tooth decay last year, and we fixed it in Penang. But 2 months ago, the tooth decayed again as the filling came off. But since both parents dilly dally, the tooth was beyond “prevention measurement” and had to be extracted. So, our boy lost a molar! But it didn’t affect his smile though since it’s at the bottom side.
Anyway, he’s going to be six, so I think he will lose his baby teeth soon. But the dentist insisted that we do some fillings on the other 2 teeth found with minor decay. She said it will be very painful for kids if it gets worse, so better just fill them up.
So, he went for 2 fillings after that, all done in a couple of weeks apart. His first tooth extraction freaked him out a lot, but the nurses tried to cheer him up by giving him some toy each time he’s there. As for filling, he has no problem with it.
Each time Justin went to the dentist, Isabelle wanted to go along. She asked the dentist to check her teeth too, but refused to lie down on the bench. She would just walk to her, open her mouth and get her teeth checked. We know that she has 2 teeth with decay, but she refuses to get the fillings done. She WAILED out loud at the clinic! But the main reason why she wanted to get her teeth checked was…she wanted the toys!!!
So, to make her feel more confident in getting her teeth fixed, Justin kept telling her that it’s not painful. Maybe that will help a lot too.
She’s only 4. I think she won’t lose her baby teeth so soon, so we have to get her to fix her teeth!
That’s a funny title. I don’t wish that my gal will have her 3rd stay!
Anyway, here are some photos taken during her 4 days stay, which is the longest hospital stay she had ever had. I was expecting something like a night, but her condition was much worse than we expected. She was diagnosed with gastroenteritis and bronchitis. So, she was on drips for first 2 days, and then under a lot of oval medications and jabs. The moment she saw the nurses or pediatrician walked into our room, she got really scared.
She’s admitted at 5pm on last Thursday, and it’s a last minute decision, after seeing her puked and pooped too much in the last 24 hours. Nothing can go down her throat, not even the medicine she had at 4am on the same day.
Once she’s changed, I was asked to leave the room. Then, I started hearing her screaming and crying due to the intravenous needle for her drip and antibiotic. Poor gal…Then she was wheeled to the room, and the nurses gave her some stickers to cheer her up.
She was very tired by then, and she dozed off after a while.
Justin tagged along with us as hubby had a night golf appointment. He always mixes work with pleasure!!! Should I kick his butt for not canceling his night golf?
That’s why Justin spent the first night with us at the hospital, and hubby came by at midnight. Since the first night, Justin stayed at the hospital with Isabelle until she was discharged. He still went to school and classes as usual, and hubby became the driver.
I’m glad that the room was big enough for 4 of us. Hubby and Justin shared the 2-tiered sofa beds, while I slept with Isabelle. I left her with hubby on the last night when I felt very sick. Let’s just say that I couldn’t even control what’s coming out from my mouth and back**de, and I sipeh ill. I had no choice but to pass the baton to hubby so that I could catch some sleep on my own bed.
Most of the time, she’s asleep. When she’s awake, she would watch some TV or iPad, and dozed off occasionally. After 2 days on drips, she was allowed to be removed from it, but she still ate a little.
On the second day, she was wheeled for X-ray to check her lungs and stomach. She had bronchitis, so the doctor suggested nebulizer and physio patting for her relief.
At first she detested the oxygen mask, but after a while, she got used to it. It made her breathe better too.
The nurses here can really pamper her. She kept buzzing them for a chat or keeping her company.
During this stay, she had a lot of jabs until I can’t remember what they are for. But then, she recovered faster.
I think she has got the idea of getting sick is no fun at all. Hopefully, both kids will stay healthy from now onwards!
We are back at home! Yippie!
As Isabelle is slowing recovering, I’m getting affected by her bugs and started puking and p**ing like hell. Now I know how it feels like to be as sick as her. It only started the day before she’s discharged, and I couldn’t even spend the last night at the hospital. Hubby drove me home so that I could catch some rest, and the moment I stepped into the house, I started puking. Not a pleasant sight but it’s the fastest fat burner to make me lose an inch on my waist. I can feel my loose pants now.
Right now, Isabelle is staying at home with the babysitter while I came to follow up with my work. Things are really piling up! My sales even went to the hospital to have a meeting with me last Saturday, so you can tell how busy I was. I cannot afford to be sick!
After this hospital stay, Isabelle is so scared of getting jabs and taking medicines. She’s taking a lot of meds, I would say. She used to love taking meds but now she cries each time she has to take them. I can’t blame her, she has to take a few bottles of meds to fight both gastroenteritis and bronchitis. So, she’s getting kiasi to be sick again.
I’ll post some photos taken during her hospital stay after they are uploaded.
That’s the medical term to describe Isabelle’s condition now.
Gastroenteritis (also known as gastric flu or stomach flu, although unrelated to influenza) is inflammation of the gastrointestinal tract, involving both the stomach and the small intestine and resulting in acute diarrhea. It can be transferred by contact with contaminated food and water. The inflammation is caused most often by an infection from certain viruses or less often by bacteria, their toxins, parasites, or an adverse reaction to something in the diet or medication. Worldwide, inadequate treatment of gastroenteritis kills 5 to 8 thousand people per year, and is a leading cause of death among infants and children under 5.
Where did she get it? I’m not sure as Justin and all of us are fine, so I don’t think it’s from our food at home. From school? I haven’t heard of any kid got sick as well. Maybe she’s just too tired, can’t be bother to wash her hands properly at school after play, and went straight for food by hands? Maybe. She eats her bentos with her hands.
It’s already more than 36 hours that she’s not eating. She’s lost some weight, as I can see from her face and flatten tummy. No weight loss pills that work faster than this. But since she’s on drips, I’m not so worried about it. I still try to convince her to eat but she won’t. One more thing is, she doesn’t like milk. She can’t take milk anyway due to diarrhea, so she will be given soy milk. Worse, she hates soy too! That’s why nothing goes down her throat since the moment we checked in.
Her pediatrician just came, and he suggested that she go for X-ray for her lungs and stomach too. Isabelle has been coughing for a few days too, and I know she has some phlegm. A nebulizer is a must now, so I know she was totally freaked out with her first experience. Furthermore, the nurses took nose swap sample again and she was screaming and crying.
It seems like she won’t be discharged tonight.
Things can be very unpredictable. Kids especially!
Hubby and I thought that Isabelle would look so cute in her white gown, stockings, boots, white gloves, and all ready for her performance at school today, but what do you know? She was too sick to attend.
It all happened last night. I fed her dinner, and she puked suddenly. I was actually thinking….is my cooking that bad? But then, hubby said the yam rice was nice. So, it should not be the cooking. Or is it the veggie? If not, it MUST BE the weather, virus, heaty body and etc.
Whatever it is, hubby and I were awake the whole night cleaning up Isabelle, and changing the bedsheets, blankets, comforter, and tonnes of towels! It’s an ugly scene. At one time she even puked on her own hair, and I couldn’t give her a good wash in the middle of the night. She was screaming, so I just quickly clean off the watery stuff off her hair, and dry her up. I bet all 3 of us smelled so bad last night.
Oh ya, she pooped twice also, in diapers. Thank god I let her wear diaper as she could not control her motion. It’s watery too, what else did she have left in her tummy? It’s all FLUSHED out. At 4am, she puked again. This time, it’s nothing much but yellowish sustains and water. I really got a shock and urged hubby to send her to the hospital. I couldn’t sleep, so I updated in FB, kaypoh here and there before I totally knocked out on my bed. Then only I realized that I haven’t slept at all!
I thought I would get a call from hubby that Isabelle’s admitted, but they came home. It seemed like the paed said let her take some medication first, and see how it goes.
So this morning, the zombie parents got themselves very severe panda eyes, but Justin was very excited about his concert. We brought Isabelle along to school but she was not into it. So, we brought her back after telling the teachers that she’s not going to make it. The kids would only perform at noon, thus we skipped the morning session of the school’s anniversary function, and I went to work for awhile.
Hubby stayed home with Isabelle, and coincidentally, our cleaner was in today. We got her to help us to babysitter Isabelle for 2 hours while we went to watch Justin’s performance. Isabelle was too lethargic to leave home!
The kids took nap in the afternoon, and I found that Isabelle was having a fever. With her previous fever fit attack, I thought I better fed her some paracetamol. But she puked even worse, and her diarrhea had really scared me a lot. There was nothing in her system to flush out, after not being able to swallow anything for almost 24 hours. So, I decided to bring her to the hospital again. I packed, and grabbed both kids in the car. Actually, Isabelle refused to go because she was so afraid of getting poked for drips again.
Oh well, we had no choice. I know she had to be on drip because she couldn’t eat anything, nor taking her medicine. She screamed a lot when she was prepared for drips, and also her blood sample taken. I was asked to stand outside though.
As for hubby, he still insisted on going for his night golf! LOL! Classic …
Anyway, the nurses were a great help. They helped her when she needed to get her stool sample, and also pampered her a lot. She dozed off to sleep before 7pm, and didn’t wake much until now. Her fever was subsided too, so it’s a right decision to get her admitted.
Justin stayed for the night with me in the room too. He didn’t want to spend the night with BIL, but it’s ok. He packed his stuffs to keep himself occupied.
Right now, all 4 of us are in the same room at the hospital. The room is big enough for us, with one of those modern coffee tables, cupboards, and even 2 tier sofa beds! All of us have enough space to sleep comfortably tonight! So, I better go catch some sleep. I’ve fully abused the free wireless in the ward. LOL!
When I was dressing up Isabelle this morning, she suddenly said…
Isabelle: Mommy, when I am (was) baby, I drink milk milk from you right?
Me: O.o Ya, you still remember?
Isabelle: Ya, I lie down like this, and drink from here. *pointing to you know where*
Me: Really? You still remember?
Isabelle: Ya, I know I drink milk milk from you like this.
I never know that she remembers. I weaned her off before she turns 2!
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