This week wasn’t an easy one for me – it’s never an easy week when you’re a guardian and have someone else’s life is in your hands. Sometimes that means making a decision about someone else’s life that they wouldn’t make themselves. Other times it’s not knowing what decision to make to best help another person’s life. It’s so much power, so much responsibility, and resultingly, so much stress.
Being a manager and being a parent are two roles that commit you to a daily life as a guardian, and I have chosen to take on both of those roles. Like most things in life, the most rewarding moments are a result of things that can also cause the most difficult moments perhaps because the highs and lows feel more extreme when you can swing between the full emotional range.
You’ve been struggling with eczema (food allergies) and a real problem area has been your ankle, which you scratched open raw and bleeding early in the week while at nursery (and don’t even get us started on our frustrations with that!). It never really healed and all came to a head a few days later on Saturday when you broke out in a high fever, turned lethargic, and threw up multiple times. The ankle looked bad, but we weren’t sure whether it was infected or whether the fever was connected to it. As parents, it’s obviously difficult to see your child lying on the couch simply asking for a back scratch rather than zooming around the room from toy to toy.
The simple uncertainty of it all was tough for us to process – do we bring you in to the hospital, do we call an ambulance, do we just wait it out? It’s always good to play it safe, but we also wanted to balance the needs of society by not using up resources like calling an ambulance!
We ended up making our way over to the urgent care ward at the hospital. And upon arrival, you announced yourself by promptly throwing up in front of the receptionist, spewing purple sludge everywhere. I note the splash damage hit my new white trainers I was breaking in only because your mom was making fun of me for wearing them to the hospital (you can see we try to keep it light in the face of such situations). Per usual, we waited and waited before being seen by a doctor, get told what we already knew, and then was given a prescription for antibiotics.
There are amazingly few pharmacies open 24-hours in our part of town, so I had to make a trek to procure some of the pink liquid that is turning you off from always asking us for “yao yao” (medicine) via the syringe – not everything tastes like the sweet fruitiness of calpol!
We’ll see how things go. Aside from the afternoon of lethargy, you haven’t really missed a beat and have been a great little trooper during this episode. You continue to crack funny jokes and acting cheeky with us, and that’s all we can ask for from you. If anything, you’re the one keeping us grounded through it all!