Last Tuesday afternoon, I received a call from my sister-in-law. She looked after De’Little Ones while I am away from home. She told me that Kylie was sick. Kylie had mild fever and she slept after taking her fever medicine in the afternoon.

That night, she continued to have fever and her fever did not subside despite her taking her medicine on time. Alternately, she felt cold and hot the whole night and she could not sleep well.

Then on Wednesday, her fever continued to rise higher and higher. This triggered an alarm on me and I started to get worried. We even sponged her body to bring down the temperature. That night, she couldn’t sleep well too. I looked after her the whole night and had 2-3 hours of sleep only.

On Thursday morning, I took her to see doctor. She was on antibiotic, cough syrup and paracetamol. The doctor suspected dengue fever and ordered a blood test to be done immediately.

Kylie was scared when she was in the room. I told her it will hurt a little bit more, more than a little ant biting on her hand. I told her to be brave. She can either looked at the needle or looked away when the nurse poked her hand. She was a very brave little girl. She looked at the nurse poking the needle into her small veins and she didn’t even move or make a single sound. In less than 2 minutes, 2ml of blood was drawn.

The blood test result came out 5 minutes after it was sent to the lab. We went back to see the doctor and this was what the doctor said.

“White blood count (WBC) is low. This is usually low when there is a virus attack. She needs to repeat her blood test tomorrow (Friday) to determine her condition if she is still having her fever.”

Her fever didn’t subside on Thursday and it dragged until Friday. I had no choice but to let her repeat the blood test. The nurse drew the 2ml of blood from another hand (left hand). And once again, Kylie braved herself. This was what the doctor said to us after reading the 2nd blood test result.

“White blood count (WBC) is getting lower. This is definitely a viral attack. Her platelet count is ok, above 200, so definitely not dengue fever at the moment. However, you still need to monitor her. If she is restless and her fever continues, then we have to send her to the hospital emergency ward immediately.”

OMG! I prayed that will not happen. Not to my little girl. Friday was a very disorganized and slow moving day for me. She was alright early in the morning but when I called home in the evening, she had fever again. I was at work, away from her, but my mind is with her only. She had fever until late at night. Once again, I had sleepless night (rather) consecutively for the fourth night.

Thank goodness, she slept well throughout the night. Then Saturday morning came. She woke up early and feeling happy. She was her old self once again. Jumping here and there. No more fever (but I still give her her fever medicine) to press down the fever. In the late afternoon, she slept for almost 2 hours. About an hour later, she gave me another heart attack when she told me, “Mummy got blood.”

Hubby quickly rushed to her aid and found a pool of blood on her hands. Her nose (right hole) started to bleed. That was her second time having nose bleed. In within a minute or a little more, she stopped bleeding. That night, I watched her like a hawk, fearing her having fever again or bleeding again. I think I have lost a few pounds, faster than following strictly on hcg diet plan. I have been worried sick and couldn’t eat properly for the past few days. This kind of weight loss is so unhealthy.

Then Sunday came… to be continued.