Out in the real world

I had one of the most terrible tummy-ache in the early morning. When I screamed suddenly after my nap yesterday at 8.30pm, Ibu and Ayah thought I was probably crying from a bad dream. They tried soothing me with my favourite things (like opening the fridge..heh) but I didn't even stop crying. They then realised that I might have a tummy-ache due to the irregular meals that I have today. Ibu found my tummy to be very very hard and immediately applied some minyak telon on it. Ayah rubbed my thighs with the minyak too. It was even more painful lying down. I scrunched up my knees to my tummy and screamed at the top of my voice whenever Ibu and Ayah placed me down on the bed.

By then Ibu was already panicky. Fortunately there's still one available paed whose clinic opened till 10pm on a Sunday night and Ayah decided to bring me to the doctor. When I reached the ground floor of my house, my tummy seemed to be ok and my cries had already subsided. Ibu & Ayah decided that perhaps the tummy-ache had disappeared and decided not to go to the clinic.

Aunty Zah picked me and Ibu up to bring us back to Pasir Ris. Ayah had to stay in Bishan because he got a shooting practise the next morning.

I was my chirpy self again but it was shortlived. I woke up in the middle of my slumber and screamed again. The pain was more painful this time. Ibu and Aunty Zah quickly put on their tudong and rushed me to the nearest 24-hours clinic. It was already 12.30am. There were of course, no patients at this time. The doc (who was looking rather sleepy with pimple cream on his face) diagnosed it as a wind problem and gave me medicine to clear the wind in my tummy. Ibu made me eat the medicine once I'm home and it worked! I let out flatulance every now and then during my sleep. The nightmare was soon over and I was sleeping soundly again.