Sweet blessings

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For the first time in a very long time, I got sick. I’m talking about the fever – nausea – vomiting trio that drags you down on the bed every time you try to get up.

So I spent the whole day yesterday, lying under the covers only getting up to either go to the bathroom, vomit on the sink or drink some water. I felt so bored just being in bed, there were so many things I wanted to do: play with the kids, jog with Kernan in UP, write in my journal, read one of my books or just blog. But the littlest effort exhausted me so I stayed put.

What made bed rest bearable was having three angel doctors taking care of me.

Jamaine stayed with me in the room almost the whole day.She understood I was sick so she just kept me company and played by herself while watching her Dora the Explorer DVDs. When I felt thirsty, she would go down to the kitchen and get me a bottle of water. She would say:

Mommy, inom ka ng ‘cetamol, kasi malaki ka na e. Pag Jamaine ka, syrup ka lang, pero pag malaki ka na, ‘cetamol para gumaling ka na.

She was reiterating Kernan’s request for me to take Bioflu which I consistently refused. I always believed I could heal my body naturally with just rest and water.

Kalia was also well-behaved whenever she was in the bedroom. Her yaya or her daddy would take her out every now and then so I could rest more. But every time she was with me, she would sit by my side and put her small arms around my head. She would say:

Init!

Then she would plant a kiss or two on my cheek and say:

Aboo! (Her abbreviation of “I love you!”)

Kernan has been incredibly supportive ever since I started this. During those times, when I would really feel hungry, he would remind me that it’s just X days left and that I could do it. I didn’t actually expect I would get sick. I thought maybe I’ll just have some temporary bouts of weakness, but as it turned out, it came in one big hit.

Apart from one meal, I mostly had water. My darling hubby would buy me soups, Gatorade and Minute Maid so I could have some variety in taste. He said, he’ll buy me my favorite foods once this ends.

I’d have to say his support is one of the reasons I survived my sixth day.

I woke up this morning feeling a lot better and strong enough to go to the office. First text I got this morning made me smile, I felt even better and stronger: