Oh thank God for sick leaves.
I’m blogging now because I found some time to do so because, well, I’m on leave and Yuri’s sleeping. Just a little segue before I continue. I miss this! I miss being able to write about the most mundane things. A few years back, I blogged almost everyday (that was when I had a yaya and a helper) – a luxury I can no longer afford these days. I’m lucky if I’m able to write twice a week. Sometimes, wala talaga. And I miss being able to let the words flow like no one’s reading!
It’s the second (and last) day of my sick leave actually but I’m not the one who’s sick. It’s Yuri. It’s kinda a big deal for me because, not counting his first days on earth (he swallowed his meconium in utero so he had to be confined in the NICU for a week), this is the first time he’s like seriously sick.
His fever began Tuesday afternoon, just a couple of hours after getting home from enrichment school (Eye Level). It was also the first time I was able to drive him to and from school so I thought it was my fault lol.
Anyway, I let the fever run its course (while giving him paracetamol) and kept him hydrated because it’s what I usually do. However, by Wednesday morning, I had to take a leave from work because his fever rose to 38 degrees. But by Wednesday afternoon, his temperature was back to 36 degrees so we even took him with us when we went to the airport to fetch a relative.
But Yuri wasn’t his active self by evening. We had dinner at Bistro Selera, but he didn’t eat anything. He tried to eat a spoonful of rice and crispy pata (yasss) but he cried saying it was too painful to swallow. I took his temperature (yes I bring a digital thermometer with me…) and it was 37.6 degrees. I had to send another message to our office manager, asking for another day of leave because I knew I had to take him to the doctor na.