under the weather...

sighh, poor me. was a bit sick a few weeks back. uncle lam, my doc, gave me some medicine to be taken, which daddy fed through a syringe. i tell you, it wasn't the most pleasant experience at all. i was screaming and squirming in protest, but it was in vain... somehow daddy still managed to get the medicine into my mouth. thankfully, it didn't taste too bad, mostly sweet stuff.

i hope i don't ever get sick again. it was horrible, i kept crying for attention, and feeling hot and cold all at the same time. daddy and mommy constantly checked me for my temperature using a device which they inserted into my ear. after a beep, they'd know if my temperature was ok or not. didn't like that too much either... see how i yelled and cried here? thankfully, i survived that episode, and hope to continue growing up without anymore illnesses. i'm sure daddy and mommy shares the same sentiment, coz it hasn't been easy for them also to take care of me whilst i was sick.