last tuesday zaiid was diagnosed with rotavirus - the most common cause of diarrhea among children. As deadly as it sounds, the doctor assured us it's nothing serious. But that didn't help when all you see is your baby vomiting and pooping every hour.It started sunday night when my little boy started throwing up an hour after he had his milk. we thought maybe he was just too full. Knowing zaiid, he has a habit of playing how far he can fill up his tummy.
when i got home monday night, a woman came up to me and said, "your boy, he's not feeling well today." she said he wasn't himself and that he looked tired. oh no, this is not good. yaya greeted me with the same phrase "zaiid is not feeling well". zaiid looked at me with clear eyes and said "mama..." he was not feeling right but still he managed to greet me. it broke my heart. he's now having loose motions. he was irritable and always wanted to be in the computer with no other person in the world but me, he doesn't want to read his books, and he didn't want to be disturbed while holding his red toy car.
we had to go to the clinic, a 10minute walk from our home, the following day. i was nervous and i knew they might ask for the dreaded blood sample. i was hoping it had something to do with the milk... maybe he didn't like his milk anymore, when i was 5mos. pregnant with him he decided he didn't like the prenatal milk im taking so i got an upset stomach... i was telling myself and dwynn it's going to be alright. then the doctor announced that there is no medicine for the virus. he had to heal himself. "Shucks Lord tabang." yes they asked for a blood test but failed to have it because they couldn't find zaiid's vein. then they injected him with something to stop the vomiting. i hope that makes sense.
by 4pm, we packed zaiid's essentials. we had to go to the nearest hospital and confine him and get proper treatment. the hospital behind our place didn't take zaiid in because he's no longer an infant. goodness! so we had to wait for half an hour for a taxi to get to another hospital. we had to wait for yaya who was on the other side waiting for a taxi, but the driver complained "not good my friend, you are wasting my time. my time will be over!" i snapped backed "please! my baby is sick!" and dwynn added "please man! we need to get to the hospital, our baby is sick" but the driver shouted to us "that's not my problem! my time! my time!" then i just replied in whisper "well. your time is not our problem".
when we got to the second hospital, the doctor said there is no need for an admittance. our baby is fighting the virus, it shows because he still fights back when the doctor touches him, he still got tears when he cries, and statement that made us smile "don't worry your baby is big. he still got lots of 'extras' in him".yesterday, he turned 1yr9months old. he was up and running, smiling and throwing i-want-to-watch-a-movie tantrums. thank You Lord for answering our prayer fast, and big thanks to our families and friends who prayed with us.
