Hospital - July 26

We were on our way to the opening of Ate Joanne's Scramble franchise when you started making gagging sounds and eventually threw up on me. We thought you might have swallowed a bit of make up brush hair. While we were eating the scramble, you threw up again, just a little so we gave you more scramble. In the car on the way back you threw up a lot more and I asked dad to please take us to Asian. When we got there they brought us to a small room that reminded me of an operating room. There you threw up again. At this point I was drenched with ickiness because you were only throwing up on me. I called Ninong Ton to come to our rescue and bring us clothes. 

You were later moved to pediatrics, with 2 other kids with the same symptoms, and when you couldnt keep anything down, the doctor recommended that you be "observed" for the night. Doc Yatco concurred and I made arrangements to get you a room.

Of course you needed an iv.

That is the single most unpleasant thing I had to go through. And that man who tried to put the iv in is the worse person ever. If I thought it would have helped, I would have beaten him up to a bloody pulp. I would have dragged him all the way to the Alabang Market and beat him up in the dirty road. But I knew it wouldn't help so after his first attempt failed, I calmly told him to stop. I refused the iv. He was a moron and turned out you really did not need one.

When we got to the room, you were at first wary of your new surroundings but with in minutes you were happily exploring every corner of the room. Which was possible because you did not have an iv!


Hay you didn't vomit anymore that day, though we were still very careful feeding you.

The next day you were just happily exploring again and the doctor gave you a clean bill of health. They couldn't find anything. Must have just been a stomach flu