First night

We bought a small apartment near my parents' house.  It's a good half-hour drive each way, in decent traffic, between their house and mine.  Hubby doesn't want to move from our house, so this apartment is a compromise.

Like my previous post, this is just to remember.

The girls were so excited about spending our first night at the apartment. So after dinner at my parents' house, off we went.

Arrived within 10 mins.  While unloading the car, noticed that SE was doubled up with tummy pains. Debated between dragging her to the bushes and trying for the apartment.  Decided on the latter.  Took a few steps, SE suddenly crouched down and vomited. A LOT, and on the road near the entrance to the lobby.

Poor kid still didn't feel better after that.  We didn't have any medicines or thermometer.

We couldn't find the remote controls for the air-cons. Our maid Jane managed to switch the ones in the living/dining area on by poking the switch with a long mop handle.  But this didn't work with the one in the bedroom.  Hubby came online (he was away on 2-week holiday in the Balkans) and told us to switch on the compressor on the balcony.  But... we couldn't find the keys to get to the balcony.  So we pulled the mattresses to the living area where it was cooler.

With all this going on, SE was completely quiet.

 Still pain-pain

Around 11pm, she was still writhing around and felt warm to the touch.  I decided to take her to the doctor and got changed.  Suddenly she vomited again.  Luckily we have a beer ice bucket.  And after that, she looked distinctly better.

Play ipad with Jojo

(In foreground is that useful ice bucket)

Phew.  I decided to drive out and buy Panadol anyway, since she still felt warm.  Went down and the security guard asked if we could clean up that pile of vomit.  Aiyo how... we didn't have pails or water or rags or anything. Told him I needed to go and buy medicine for my child, then I'd think how to clean it.

Speedmart was closed but I found chewable Panadol at 7-11. SE took it without fuss.  And I'd figured out a plan for the pile of vomit - scoop it up and put into a bag.  So down we went leaving the kids alone - Jane with some cardboard from unpacking boxes and a paper bag, me with that ice bucket filled with water.  With that, we got the job done.

It was past midnight already.

SE would vomit once more after bedtime.  By the next morning...

Look, the bear is playing with the bunny!

Mummy, take a picture! The babies are so cute!

All better already.  Haha.  Oh what a night.