chubbyyue: End of war

God... has begotten us again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead. - 1 Peter 1:3

My fever finally subsided on the 5th day when Mama gave me the Amoxiciilin + barley water + paracedemol + ibruprofen + no porridge, no rice + Chrysathemum tea + wearing short sleeve at less than 10 degree celsius + topless (when my folks were desperate to get my temperature down). It's a relief for them since they had lose their sleep on me for the past 4 nights. However, I am still having my running nose and slight cough with phlegm. Hopefully I can recover by Saturday and Papa will consider to bring me to the Chinatown in San Francisco for the flower market.

Unfortunately, Manja, Bing and Janna also spiked a fever now. Papa sent our medicine to them last night, praying hard that they will recover soon so I can go play with them. Mama is going to keep me at home for the whole week, no school, no library, no playground, no Auntie's house until I finish my Amoxi and she is sure all the kids have recovered from the spread.

During the last 5 days, I didn't eat much except pancakes, bread, water and medicine. No milk was given to me since my folks want to reduce my phlegm. I can eat so much after the illness now, I keep asking Mama for food, even after a full cup of milk. I take 5 mini pancakes + milk in the morning, then I can finish one full bowl of porridge, after my nap, I drink a cup of milk, proceed by my dinner. Mama is glad that I finally ask her for food. I have never done that for the past 2 years. :)

I told Mama:
Me: I want to eat you, Mama.
Mama: Why do you want to eat me? *puzzled face*
Me: I will ask Papa to cook you tomorrow and I will eat you.
Mama: .....
Me: Then I will ask Papa to buy a new Mommy back for me.
Mama: *sad* then no one will buy your new toys!
Me: I will ask the new Mommy to buy me new toys from Target.
Mama: Do you like Mama?
Me: *nodding my head sincerely and looking into my eyes* Yes, I like Mama.
Mama: Why do you want to eat me then?
Me: I like Mama, so I want to eat you.
Mama: *dunno to be happy or sad* Do you want to eat Papa too?
Me: No.
Mama: How about Ah gong, Ah Ma or Popo?
Me: No.
Mama: How about Auntie Tricia, Auntie Kamela, Auntie Yen?
Me: No.
Mama: How about Mama?
Me: YES!

I guess this will give my Mama some time to ponder on her attitude and action. I heard her told Er gu that if they can't find Mama, don't eat the food in the pot.

My folks are trying to sell my toys away to prepare for our trip home. Some of these toys are already sold and I will never see it again. Bye bye toys.