Dear Baby Girl,
I’m exhausted.. physically and mentally, but I will continue to press on. Summoning every ounce of energy I have and you are giving to me simply to press on. Your dad’s not well again. Maybe he hasn’t fully recovered in the first place and we went home happily thinking he was. We don’t know what’s wrong. We thought all was well when he checked out of the hospital last week, sure he was weak but he could eat and move about. Then on Sunday late afternoon, after I made tea, a bout of cold sweat swept him by surprise and he was down again.
Helpless, I stood watching before dragging him out of bed, calling a cab and heading back to the A&E department once again to check him in. He’s been there since trying to fight off the viral infection that the doctors are not identifying purely because there are ‘too many viruses’ out there. Dengue, stomach flu, food poisoning have all been ruled out and the treatment is symptomatic.
Both you and I have been shuttling in and out of the hospital despite advice telling me that I should try my best to stay away from the hospitals, but we don’t really want to leave your dad there alone right? So, I take all the precautions I possibly can. Perhaps tomorrow will be the day he will be well and come home together with us.
Till then, you are that ray of sunshine in our lives so please stay strong together with me ok? A day at a time, we will get through this.