Chapter 42: Little Cream Gets Sick
Just after feeding at 2 a.m., I put the little cream in the crib, which was butt against our big bed, so I could hold her hand even though I wasn't in the same bed.
I don't know how long it took, but I felt the heat on the little person next to me, which was obviously not a normal body temperature.
Because I just fell asleep for a long time, I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes, so I could only half-close one eye, gritted my teeth with one eye open, and got out of bed and went to the medicine cabinet to get an ear thermometer.
Seeing the temperature of the ear thermometer coming out, I was awake instantly. 39 degrees! I was afraid that I would not be able to do it, so I took the mercury thermometer at home and measured it again, and after five minutes, my body temperature was the same as the temperature shown by the ear thermometer, which was 39 degrees.
Mango didn't get sick at such a young age when he was a child, so he panicked all of a sudden, and kept thinking in his head, is it because he can't digest it? Or did I bring the virus home. Anyway, I'm going to have to get my child's fever off first. So I brought ibuprofen and prepared to feed it to the child quickly.
I wanted to wake up the cream and feed the medicine, so I called "little cream, little cream" softly. Although I had a fever, I still slept soundly because I had just been breastfeeding. I had no choice but to get up again, go to the medicine cabinet, get a syringe, and put it directly into my mouth. After pumping the medicine, I opened the mouth of the sleeping cream and gently injected the ibuprofen into it with a syringe. Because ibuprofen had been kept in the refrigerator before, the cool liquid suddenly flowed into the mouth, and the child who was sleeping soundly suddenly cried "wow".
The side of the double bed near Lin Jia and the foot of the bed are placed to prevent children from falling into the bed, while my side is a crib. I couldn't get out of bed with the child in my arms, so I had to stand on the bed and coax the child. I saw Lin Jia, who heard the noise, turn over and continue to sleep, unaware that Xiao Cream was having a high fever.
When Little Cream stopped crying, I slowly sat on the bed with the child in my arms.
I looked at my watch, and it was 4:30 a.m. I leaned against the head of the bed, holding the child in my arms, and kept thinking in my heart, hurry up and get rid of the fever, hurry up and get rid of the fever.
Every 30 minutes, I took my temperature and changed my pajamas during this time.
Time passed like this, and Lin Jia not only didn't notice it, but kept turning over to me, squeezing me and Xiao Cream so much that I couldn't sit down.
I couldn't bear it anymore, and with all my strength, I pushed him out in the opposite direction. Make room for both of us so I can take care of him.
At 6:30, Lin Jia's alarm clock rang. I saw him quickly sit up from the bed, and in the process of getting dressed, he caught a glimpse of me holding the little cream in his arms, and couldn't help but be shocked and asked, "Why are you sitting here?" ”
I was extremely tired and helpless and said to him, "Last night the child had a fever, and I was afraid that she would get worse and worse in the second half of the night, so I sat here with her in my arms and took her temperature every half an hour. ”
"Is it still burning?"
"The child had a fever when I measured it just now, and I will measure it later, and I can't touch my hand now."
Lin Jia hugged me and said, "It's hard work," but I didn't speak. Tired and tired, I didn't know what to say, for me, it was like I had just come back from the battlefield. At night, the child cried so loudly that he didn't wake up, and I tried my best to push him to the edge of the bed, but he didn't wake up either.
You may ask me, instead of sulking, why don't you wake him up, because I was alone when Mango was sick when he was a child, and he was a resident doctor at that time, and he had to work overtime all year round, so my mother and I usually took care of the child in shifts. So, I didn't bother to wake him up. But the last thing people should have is to have extravagant expectations, since you have seen the results and still want to have extravagant hopes, then you will make yourself happy.
I hammered my swollen head with my hand and quickly took Cream's temperature again.
Fortunately, at half past seven, the child's body temperature had already receded, and I explained the precautions to my mother-in-law and hurried to the hospital to work.