Zia in hospital

My baby Zia got sick last week. First was fever but her activity was still OK, this was Wednesday. Thursday brought about lethargy and fever, but her appetite was still OK. I did not go to PGH to work, decided to stay at home to help Judith in observing her.

Early morning of Friday, she woke up crying and threw up her previously ingested milk with stain of blood! Two more episodes of similar vomiting prompted Judith to decide that she be admitted in a hospital.

I, Judith, Zia and Cris went to PGH, I fixed the necessary papers and she was eventually admitted. The director of PGH had a scheduled cataract surgery that morning so I wasn't with Zia when her intravenous line was inserted. It was a necessary evil, I knew she will be in pain but we need to re-hydrate her, she was not eating and did not want to drink her milk anymore, probably afraid to throw up again. When the cataract surgery, I proceeded to her room, the IV line already inserted. Judith narrated that Zia's cry was so loud that perhaps even the adjacent rooms heard her cries. I was able to talk to the resident physician who inserted her line, and it took her 2 tries to successfully insert the line, meaning 2 painful injections to my baby Zia's hands. What even made me so sorry is the fact that she cannot handle her toy Boots on one of her hands. But still, no amount of persuasion can remove that toy from her other hand. Her pediatrician, Dr. Ces Alinea called it

The whole day of Friday, we were just with her, playing her favorite DVD in my iBook, talking with her, forcing her to eat. It was very frustrating to see your child get sick. Every time a visitor enters the room, she would hide and cry, expecting to be pierced again. But even during those times when she was weak, if we ask her something she still tried to answer us, even trying to play with us as if she is not sick.

After an overnight stay, her antibiotic finally kicked in and did its job. By Saturday morning, she was visited by Daddy. She was a little bit better. I had surgery that Saturday morning and held clinic during the afternoon. When I visited her early Saturday evening, she was already walking, and so happy because her IV line was removed! Judith had an incident with a nurse but that's another story.

By Saturday 11PM we are home and Zia was on her way to recovery.

Pasko 2007

Masaya ang Pasko ng Pamilyang Perez ngayong 2007.

Una, dahil ito ang unang Pasko ni Enzo.
Pangalawa, nandito sa Pilipinas si Tatay at Nanay.
Pangatlo, nakasama namin sina Mommy at Daddy.
Pang-apat, kasama namin lahat ng aming mga kapatid, pamangkin, pinsan at iba pang mahal sa buhay.

Si Zia, naging paborito ang Ray Conniff na Christmas Tunes, laging pinapatugtog niya at sinasabayan pa sa pagkanta, pa-utal nga lang. Madami rin sila ni Enzong natanggap na mga regalo. Ako rin, medyo maraming natanggap na regalo lalo na galing sa opisina sa PGH.

Nakapag misa de gallo kami sa aming simbahan kasama si Zia (tulog na si Enzo) sa unang pagkakataon dahil sa nakaraang tatlong taon, sa PGH kami nakakapagsimba. Yun nga lang, saksakan ng gulo si Zia sa misa, umaabot sa harap ng simbahan kakalakad.

Kumpleto rin ang mga apo nina Tatay at Nanay noong Noche Buena sa Las Pinas. Masaya ang mga bata lalo na sa palitan ng mga regalo. Sayang at wala sina Jay at JP.

Kasama naman namin sa bahay nung Dec 25 sina Mommy, Joy, Mek, Candy, Ogie, Tita Nilds at mga bata. Siyempre, masaya na naman ang buong bahay dahil kina Gian, Sean, at Kyla.

Noong Dec 26, pumunta naman kami sa SM Mall of Asia, sa Gumbo Restaurant para makasama namin si Daddy. Katulad nung nakaraang dalawang araw, masaya ulit ang lahat.

Heto ang mga pruweba...