One of the greatest fears of being a mother is to see their children suffering from sickness may it be mild or severe.
Yesterday, early in the morning, my daughter woke me up because she is not feeling well. When I touched her forehead, she is burning. I checked her temperature, it was 39 degrees. So I gave her food and medicine and put her back to sleep. I told her not to attend her classes but she insisted to attend because she doesn't want to be left behind from their lesson.
Her fever went on and off the whole day and she had a hoarse voice. She was also complaining that her throat is itchy and a bit sore. So I made her gargle lukewarm water with a bit of salt and vinegar.
Then last night, her fever worsens. Her temperature spike up to 40 degrees. I was so worried so I gave her a sponge bath and put a cold towel on her head. I was also monitoring her temperature now and then. Although the temperature subsides after she had taken her meds but it will rise again after a while.
Her fever fully subsided this morning. But she now has a cough and cold. She had pneumonia before, and the doctor told us that once you had pneumonia, there is a chance that you can acquire it again.
Now I am giving her medicine and antibiotics. I also tried the calamansi and snowbear candy combo. I saw this on Facebook and they said that is very effective to cure common cough and cold.
You just have to squeeze the calamansi, I used 5 pieces of calamansi and 3 snowbear candies. Squeeze the calamansi and put the snowbear candy in it and let it melt.
I think this works because after giving this to my daughter, she feels much better unlike when she was just taking only her meds.
I feel like I am being a careless mother every time my daughter gets sick. I feel like I lack on something and because of that, I always blame myself. From infant up to now, I am the only one who took care of my baby. No one helped me raised her. No one told me the dos and don'ts if ever there are.
But I don't think I was lacking to be a good mother. As far as I could remember, I have done everything I could to raise her. Although there were times that accidents happened and I know I am to blame.
Bead inside her nose
This happened when she was just 4 years old. I had a bunch of beads before because I love making bracelets and keychains with them. So I was cooking that time while my daughter was watching television in our sala. Then I suddenly heard her crying for help. When I asked her what happened, she told me there was something inside her nose. When I checked it, I saw a bead inside. I left the box full of beads in the chair and she played with it. I told her to blow her nose but she said that it hurts and she kept on crying. I immediately called my husband and we took her to the EENT.
As the doctor checked my daughter, he said that it can easily be removed but will be a bit painful to the patient. I was so nervous, and shaking but the bead has to be removed so we go on with the procedure. He sprayed something in my daughter's nose. Then he told me to hold my daughter tightly. Then he begins taking out the beads. My daughter was crying out loud. She was shouting, "Mama, mama, it hurts. please make it stopped."
But it didn't take long, but in the whole procedure, I and my daughter were both crying. After that, I hugged her right and told her to never put anything inside her nose.
That was the scariest moment for me, I thought my daughter was going to die that time.
Final Thought
Being a mother is never easy. You can never learn it from school or no one will teach you about it. So let us not question ourselves if we are being a good mom or not. There are situations in life that can't be helped so let us not be too harsh on ourselves. As long as we are doing our best for the welfare of our children, we are on the right track.
Date Published: September 7, 2021
This story reminded me of a kid my mom babysat for. He had this peculiar smell about him and he was having trouble breathing out of one his nostrils. Finally his mom took him to urgent care and discovered he had shoved a piece of meat, which was rotting, up his nose.
Being a mom requires a cape, I swear.