I knew a fever going on for 3 days ain’t good so I decided to take you to a doctor nearby. You had your first CBC where a staff poked a small hole from your finger. That made you cry out of surprise because after the blood sample’s been collected, you were all staring curiously to the now cotton-taped finger of yours.

In addition, they also collected urine from you (my first time to see a wee-bag [cute term]). The test results showed you also have a urinary tract infection and colds which you got from our El niño weather. You were also bloated and colicky based on the drum-like sound when your tummy’s tapped.

I always feared sickness. It sickens me even more to know that I am sick. The past 3 years before I had you were spent mostly in hospitals. I met an accident that injured my left foot and weakened my knees so I was in rehabilitative therapy for almolst 2–3 months. I had infections and weak respiratory tracts which required me to do a lot of x-ray, CBC, papsmear, urine culture, sputum culture etc. I even recall a test I undergone where I need to blow up a ballooon. There’s another one where I was to hold my pee until the ultrasound is conducted and darn, I want to curse the sonologist for being late for an hour because I cannot hold it anymore. Part two of the same test is for me to empty my bladder, I was asked several times to return to the rest room as there’s still urine left in there.

I also wanted to tell you about one time I thought I had brain tumor. My head was aching terribly so your grand father accompanied me to the hospital. Results turned out to be fine but I was referred to an opthalmologist. I want to tell you about this while I can still remember it. The test required me to be in an isolated room. I would have to wear some sort of a pair of goggles and I will be staring at a dark while holding a pair of control stick. I just need to press the left one when I see a flicker of light on that side and so for the right side. I remember the experience of watching the outer space. Twinkling stars in a vacuum of nothing.

Get well soon, little dumpling.