Reasons Why I Hate When My Kids Get Sick

Last Saturday, my son complained about his head ache. I felt it and I know he does have a fever. The usual "protocol" would be to get his temperature, at that time it was at 38.5, not yet that alarming. I took his usual fever medication, Tempra 250mg, and yes I memorized every medication my kids have. By the following morning, Sunday, he was up and about again. 

He even played with his siblings, by afternoon, me and hubby went out for awhile and got home by 5 in the afternoon. When we arrived home, we found our little Jhon in bed again and complaining of headache and feeling hot. The nanny as instructed put a cold,damp towel on his forehead. I took his temperature again and it registered at 39 Celsius and gave him Tempra again. After 30 minutes, I know it should subside, my husband was doing "sponge bath" on him and it still didn't help. So after an hour, he vomited and was complaining of a stomach pain! So I know we had to take him to the emergency rooms. 

On our way there, I couldn't help but think how many times have we did this, I mean given 3 kids, it's countless already. Adding more to the frenzy, the ER was packed with people. And in the end, the attending physician had to advice confinement to monitor my son properly. It's like one of those nightmares again, I really hate hospitals and I really hate it when one my kids gets confined. 

Thus, I am sharing you my reasons as to why. 

1. Needles. Injections. For some reason I hate just even looking at them. I know this stems from my own fear, but it's just something I cannot tolerate just even looking. But boy, I found out my son was a whole lot braver than me! When the nurse took his hand for IV insertion, he gave it without a fuss and just uttered a simple "ouch"! And I could remember me, crying like a baby when I got hospitalized last March. Shame shame. lol.

2. Skin tests. Have you ever tried one of those? IT WAS SHEER TORTURE! I mean why do they have to do that? Can't they find another way of doing that? They would like insert the injection on the upper surface level of your skin and inject it there. Imagine how many nerve ending we have there!! The pain was unbearable! I was like literally crying for me son. He was brave during the IV insertion but he was so crying during the skin test! And my heart broke when I saw him crying.

3. Home sickness. Yes, they get home sickness when confined in the hospital. My son kept saying he wants to go home and yes, the endless explanation of not yet time doesn't stop.

4. Them looking pale and weak goes straight to your heart. I could remember being a teen and not caring at all. Now I can't do that. When he was there lying in bed, looking tired and pale, it went straight to my heart and I can't help but crying. It is indeed different when you're a mom.

5. The expenses. Honestly speaking this one is also hard. Lucky for us, we got some fund saved for emergencies such as this. Plus we have Philhealth and Medical Insurance. It did helped a lot. And I am thinking of a higher medical insurance plan that would be useful in the future, not that I want my kids to get sick but it helps a lot when you are ready and have buffer.

6. No Laughter. The first two days at the hospital, we barely hear him laugh. Of all my three kids, he was the one who would be always up and running and laughing and screaming with joy. But during those two days, we barely get to hear it and that was what I missed the most too. So now I am not taking it for granted at all.

But after some medications, the color was back in his cheeks, the smile was like sunshine on a rainy day :) In fact my husband end up taking lots of pictures at the hospital, I just forgot to copy them. :D But I have one here when he was still sick. I will be sharing the other pictures later on a different post.