Idlan back in Subang

Idlan had another temperature spike last night and early this morning. Everybody was concerned and with neighbours and friends recently having dengue, we couldn't take any risks.

Off we went to Subang for blood tests. And there was where the drama started. Idlan started screaming and shouting. I had become famous at the hospital now with my children antics.

Alhamdulillah, the dengue test came back negative and we went home happy. Not before leaving an impression though. Hopefully the need for blood tests firmly boys would only come when they were older. Just couldn't take anymore of these stress.

Paintwork

The whole of the ICU at the hospital smelt of paint. And the smell was overwhelming. Imagine if you were sick and wake out onto the corridor ...

It looked like the painting had gone onto overdrive in the last week. Good thing they had those signs posted everywhere. Should you got paint on you shirt, you would definitely be asking for it ...

Slept on the Way Home

The poor boy was clearly exhausted. He fell asleep in as soon as we left the hospital and didn't open his eyes all the way to Gombak.

Still trying to figure out how to get him into the house later. Too heavy for me to carry actually.

And he was still wearing his lucky pair of socks ...

Heading Home

Yes, there was the customary drama before he was allowed home. The moment Idlan saw Anita, all hell broke loose. It was painful everywhere and even the anaesthetist came to help. Nothing some paracetamol syrup can't fix! And from the improvement he had, that must've been one hell of a paracetamol concoction.

On the vanride home now. Our driver driving extra slow to miss all the bumps on the road. The local anaesthetics was still holding so far. Not much shouting yet. Only the odd ooh and aah.

He asked for some Nando's chicken again. Obviously his grandmother put an end to that. Not sure what the diet going to be like waiting for him when we reached home, with all the pantang and what not.

The bed and Nintendo were ready. Hopefully he could get a bit of rest for the next couple of days. I was sure Irfan had other plans ...

Woken Up

Alhamdulillah. It was all settled. Idlan had just woken up. And he had been talking nonsense since. In between, there was the coherent questions such as, "Where's my KFC?", and "Why is this needle on my left not my right hand?".

I'll blame that to the anaesthesia. He didn't go back to sleep once he woke up. And even worse, turned to his side once. Luckily the local anaesthesia was still in effect. Otherwise ...

Would be another hour or so before he wakes up proper. Enough time for me to do a quick round in the ward.