Tuesday, October 14, 2014
 

Since Rabu, abang Asyraf demam. So, Asyraf lepaks ngan Ayah sementara Ibu kena kejar Cr, bagai. Kesian Ayah, cam nak demam gaks la jaga budak sakit.

Memula ingat Jumaat malam nak balek raya, tapi since Asyraf demam lagi,so cancel aje la. Beraya la kat sini ngan Abg Shazwan ngan Mok Awe.

Then start pagi hari raya, Adik Adam la pulak demam. By Selasa, Adik Adam dah cirit and muntah teruk, terkelepek. Bawak g Paed An-Nur, tutup la pulak so lari ke KPMC, Dr Afifah pulak.

Dokter check2, both kena admitted. Sorang suspect Rotavirus, sorang sebab dada wheezing. So, masuk la hospital. Tengok2, team lead Ibu duk bilik sebelah, sebab Abang Kimi pun dada wheezing. Sempat la buat meeting tergempaq kejap, then dokter kejar Ibu pulak sbb Adik Adam patutnyer kena isolated. Hehehe.

Duk di spital, Abang Asyraf tak suka neb, Adik Adam fobia ngan akak misi sebab asik kena cucuk. Bila dah makin sihat, Abang Asyraf leh main naik motosikal kat atas lantai, Adik Adam pulak tensen sebab dia kena ikat tangan.

Alhamdulillah, after extended stay kat spital, semua makin sihat and ok.

So now, we have third alternative dokter Paed yang best for the boys.

Semuga anak-anak ibu makin sihat.


Amiiinnnnnn.
Abang Asyraf meraung kena neb. 


Adik Adam relax aje kena neb.

Seronok sebab dapat main naik motorsikal kat bawah cam abangnyer, 

 Ibu dah blur, kasi botol air suh main susun2 cam 'block'. So now, they love playing 'Block' ngan botol air pulak.

 
Baca buku. Sib baik ibu beli sorang satu...persediaan untuk balek kampung jadik bacaan untuk kat spital.

 Satu hospital kenal kitorang, bilik yg ada 2 beradik.

Aktiviti kesukaan terbaru Abang Asyraf, tengok Ultraman kat henpon Ayah sampai Ayah tak leh buat keja. Hehehe. Btw, wifi diorg laju woooo....

 

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