Ethan watching his favourite show - Mickey Mouse Club House at Assunta Hospital.28 June 2008, it was a panicking day for us. I went and picked up my cheeky monkey from the babysitter last Friday as John had a basketball tournament. She told me he was having mild fever and he has taken fever syrup once. That night I gave him the second dose of fever syrup before I put him to sleep. He was sweating and the temperature has gone down. I thought it should be ok. I was very alert that night and keep checking on him.
It was past midnight when I heard some noise. I immediately woke up and turn on the side table lamp. I saw Ethan's eyes rolled up and his hands and body were jerking. I know it's a fit. I was in total panic. I shout for John. My mind was blank and I don't know what to do except keep asking "what to do, what to do..." John also panicked but he managed to collect his thoughts fast and said "to the hospital!" He carried our son and rushed downstairs, got a cold towel and put on Ethan's forehead.
By that time, I was already crying, not knowing what to do. He passed Ethan to me and told me to hold him tight. And then, he drove like mad and rushed to Assunta. It was the most scary moment in my life. I was crying, holding Ethan in my arms, not knowing what to do excpet calling his name.
After a while, when awareness came to mind, I realised John was speeding as fast as he could and at the same time watching out for Ethan and me. I calm myself so that John can focus on driving. Ethan's condition was better as the cold towel managed to cool his temperature and his lips started to turn red again. He must be tired as he started to doze off. I am so scared to let him sleep, so I kept touching his face and calling his name to keep him awake.
It was 00:40am when we arrived. The first thing the nurse did was bath him to bring down his body temperature. Then they gave him fever medicine, a pill that was stuck into his backside. The boy was crying all the way. I think it's a mixture of pain, uneasy and scared. It was heartbreaking and I just can't hold my tears.
After a while his fever seems not gone yet. While I was carrying him, I felt him jerking once a while. It's not shaking as it seems uncontrollable and that made him cry. I am not sure it that's normal after a person has a fit. I told the nurse and the doctor decided to put him on drip.
By the time we were wheeled to the ward and settled down, it's almost 2:45am. His temperature starts to go down. My poor boy was so exhausted but he couldn't sleep. We were in a room shared by 4. There are so many disturbance. Baby cries, people walking to the toilet, nurses coming in and out to check temperate, etc. He finally doze off after a while. When I looked at the time, it's already past 3am. John left after Ethan fell asleep.
That night, I can't sleep. The look on Ethan's face when he was attacked by fit kept playing in my mind and that made me cry. I kept waking up every 5 or 10 minutes. Keep checking Ethan and watching out for his drip. It's was a long night. Luckily, his temperature stays normal throughout the night. The next morning, the cheeky monkey is a live again. We were so relieved when we saw him bouncing, dancing and shouting in excitement when he saw Mickey Mouse on the TV. We know our boy is all well and OK.
We learned from the nurse that whatever we have done was not correct and she taught us what to do. From now on, we have to watch our boy very closely when he has fever. Some very valueable knowledge.
Ethan is discharged today and we (both me and him), finally get to enjoy a good bath, washing from head to toe. Sigh! Home sweet home.