Left work at 3pm yesterday to see the doctor again. I felt that the medication I have been taking is not doing me much good, progress seems slow. This time, it’s a different doctor again as the Dr Sister is out. Dr Brother is in though (this clinic contains a whole family of doctors) and my records are there so it should be OK I guess. This time, Dr Brother decided to put me on some real medicine… I vaguely hear him mentioning that one’s for asthma and one’s for bronchitis. Gawd! It cannot be that bad. He did say that after this 4-day course I should be 95% healed. If not, then I’d have to go back for chest X-ray in a week’s time.
But of course, I told him that I am still breast feeding and was told to stop for at least 5 to 6 days, minimum 24 hours or more after taking the last dose. Gosh! I feel toxic. Well… there goes my milk supply in the freezer. I must say though that this is as good a timing as ever, as I will be leaving for the company trip on Thursday morning. I just hope Izac will not cry too much at nights, looking for his “pacifier”.
Oh, and finally, after a few people telling me that boiling peppermint leaves and drinking the tonic mixed with some brown sugar helps, I asked mum to pluck some from her garden and make some for me. Took some yesterday afternoon and I’m not sure if it’s psychological, I feel the throat feeling a little better.
Anyway, going home now. And I can just picture it… me reaching home, Ivan pouncing on me, Izac starting to whine as soon as he sees me. If I reach for Izac, Ivan will start dragging at my leg, wanting to be carried. If I carry Ivan, Izac will start bawling away.
Sigh… I love my kids!