Oh noh! Our little Trishia got sick!!!

It took me this long to continue my blog on our Hongkong Adventure due to unforseen circumstance that had happened last weekend. I only got 4 days left in our office before transferring to my new job (actually I assume work for me here in my current job and there will be the same). Athough not required, I wanted to finish my project before leaving my current job and so I stayed late for work last Friday, February 5, 2010 not knowing that my little Trishia is already sick. I called home around at 530pm just to inform our househod help that I will be late and will just finish 3 more pages of my project. And then she told me that Trishia's having diarrhea and it is her 8th time already from the time we left the house. And so upon hearing that, I wrapped up already and we hurriedy ran to the car. While hubby was driving, I called them again to get ready because we're going to Trishia's pedia to check on her.

Hubby and I decided to go straight to Perpetual Help Hospital in Las Pinas because they won't entertain you until you have your name listed in their notebook (what a crap). You need to go there physically to write the name of the patient. And after doing so, we fetch the kids and the yayas and hurriedly went off to the hospital. We haven't talked to the doctor yet but she already knew the problem. Dra. Principe checked her skin and told us that our little Trishia was already dehydrated. She also said that Trishia needs to be confined for atleast 2 nights. Hubby and were shocked! At first we talked to the doctor and asked if there's anymore options rather than having her confined and giving her IV. Actually, we don't have anymore problems with the confinement because our new Healthcard is better than the last one but what we worry about is that our youngest baby is going to have an IV for 3 days!!! OMG!!! But the doctor said it would be hard for the nurses/ doctors to see her vein if she'll be dehydrated. As a mom, I cried... This was the first time that I will be having one of my daughters be confined in the hospital for 3 days. I did not say any word to the doctor and just brought my daughter to the emergency room half-heartedly. I don't have a choice. I need to be with her along with my husband. I was trying to be brave eventhough a lot of kids were crying because of pain due to the needle that was injected into their fragile body. I tried to route my attention to the Bejeweled Blitz (a game) on my iphone and at the same time putting an earphone to my daughter's ears so she couldn't hear the loud scream of the other children.

We stayed at the emergergency room for almost 2 hours waiting for a vacant room and not to mention my hubby is trying to delay the nurses from putting IV on Trishia's left hand (hehehe). I know deep inside that he also doesn't want Trishia to be confined but he's not talking about it. So when the doctor and the nurses came to give her the IV, he had nothing to do but to held Trishia tight and to divert her from the pain that might caused her. While me and her dad were nervous, we noticed that Trishia didn't have any reactions. She even talked to the nurse. My little Trishia made us stronger. Maybe she doesn't want to see mommy crying.

We then proceeded to our room at about 8pm. Luckily Trishia doesnt mind her hand with a tube attached to it for the IV fluid. At about an hour, she fell asleep. So my husband went back to our house to send Peachy back home with the yayas and for my husband to get some clothes for the duration of the stay. We are expecting to be at the hospital for three days. Husband and I took turns in guarding Trishia during the night.

On Saturday, with two full bottle of IV consumed, Trishia went back to her usual self and all replenished. She become her usual self once again to our relief. During the stay we are contented with eating fast food takeouts. Hoping that the next day will be the time we will be checking out. We were visited by our officemate/friend Brin and Eds and husband Dwight. Eds and Dwight are living in Valenzuela and seeing them makes us treasure more our true friendship. And late a night, her doctor gave us recommendation for discharge. What a relief.

The next day, Sunday, we prepared early morning and pack up. We finished everything, including the bills by 12. We were so hungry and having the thought of losing this weekend and spending it at the hospital makes us even hungrier. So the family decided to eat at, what else, than Mesa in Greenbelt. as if nothing happened, Trishia once again is happy walking and running at the mall.