Saturday Night Fever
I felt bad...
But at the same time, I was touched...
And deep down, I can feel the loving care...
So I am feeling good actually...
Last Friday I attended a wine appreciation class with colleague. Didn't have too much wine but probably a mixture of 5-6 different wine types and no proper dinner that led to a major malfunction the next day. I was sneezing and feeling feverish so I popped a panadol pill and rested on Saturday hopefully to get well by Father's Day. By afternoon my running nose didn't get better and I went to see a doctor. He gave me some pills for running nose only as I wasn't having a fever. But who knows my fever came back in the evening and got worst in the night time. My temperature shot high till hubby got very worried. He started to sponge my forehead with wet towel from 4.30am. All I could remember was him asking worriedly "Are you having chicken pox again, why are you having such high fever?" and I still made fun of him by poking his cheek while he was having his mouth full of bread. I could see that he got busy with sponging, checking my temperature, apply ointment, make sure I was comfortable enough.
Hubby finally managed to bring my temperature down after 2 hours of faithful sponging and I was feeling so much better without the hotness. I overheard telephone conversation about we couldn't make it to the Father's Day gathering. I felt so bad that we had to give it a miss. Hubby always values the chance of get-togethers.
I rested for another few days and when I was about to return to work on Wednesday I felt dizziness and nauseous that I wasn't confident that I could make my way to office. Therefore I decided to rest for another day. Hubby got worried again as I was home alone. He worried that I might faint any moment without people around to take care of me. He sms me to check my condition but at the same time he dared not keep messaging so as not to disturb my rest. Later during the night time he told me he actually thought of asking me to sms him hourly so that he knows I am alright. I laughed and replied him "So troublesome ah" and assured him that I am alright.
And deep down, I can feel the loving care...
So I am feeling good actually...
Last Friday I attended a wine appreciation class with colleague. Didn't have too much wine but probably a mixture of 5-6 different wine types and no proper dinner that led to a major malfunction the next day. I was sneezing and feeling feverish so I popped a panadol pill and rested on Saturday hopefully to get well by Father's Day. By afternoon my running nose didn't get better and I went to see a doctor. He gave me some pills for running nose only as I wasn't having a fever. But who knows my fever came back in the evening and got worst in the night time. My temperature shot high till hubby got very worried. He started to sponge my forehead with wet towel from 4.30am. All I could remember was him asking worriedly "Are you having chicken pox again, why are you having such high fever?" and I still made fun of him by poking his cheek while he was having his mouth full of bread. I could see that he got busy with sponging, checking my temperature, apply ointment, make sure I was comfortable enough.
Hubby finally managed to bring my temperature down after 2 hours of faithful sponging and I was feeling so much better without the hotness. I overheard telephone conversation about we couldn't make it to the Father's Day gathering. I felt so bad that we had to give it a miss. Hubby always values the chance of get-togethers.
I rested for another few days and when I was about to return to work on Wednesday I felt dizziness and nauseous that I wasn't confident that I could make my way to office. Therefore I decided to rest for another day. Hubby got worried again as I was home alone. He worried that I might faint any moment without people around to take care of me. He sms me to check my condition but at the same time he dared not keep messaging so as not to disturb my rest. Later during the night time he told me he actually thought of asking me to sms him hourly so that he knows I am alright. I laughed and replied him "So troublesome ah" and assured him that I am alright.
posted by codyukie at 1:42 AM
4 Comments:
Wow..what a wonderful hubby...I'm sure you love him more now..So, have you fully recovered? Take care!
Thanks Kelly, I am so much better now :)
gan dong lo.....
so loving...and caring....
at times, it is through moment like this that you realise how much a person care/love you
Eve
Yes eve and yesterday my gf and I were just discussing about our language of love. I guess mine is "service" as I appreciate it deeply when he does things for me, I think I can remember for life.
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