A week to get over.

This is really a bad week for me. But I'm trying to look at the brighter side of everything.

We just arrived from the hospital today. My son is sick, he was diagnosed with Pneumonia. I thought it was dengue but after they conducted several tests, they found out that it was Pneumonia. It was really hard for me to see my 9-month old son, suffering.

He coughed like an old man. So bad. It was so difficult for him to breathe. He cried and cried the whole day, and there's nothing i can do but wait for the medicine to work. I carried him the whole time, danced and sang for him too. I did everything.

Every time a nurse passes by, he always started crying. Maybe he was thinking it's "injection time!" He didn't sleep so well, so did I and my hubby. He's not yet well up to now. We still need to go back to the hospital for his daily shots. I am praying every night for him to get well fast.