This morning I started with prayer after waking up at 05 am I continued by preparing breakfast for my family, after that the hour passed at 07 am I woke my husband to have breakfast together. This morning was a little quiet, feeling not so perfect when my son fell ill.
One day later my son began to improve from before thanks to the direction of the doctor and the medicine he gave me, I always took care and supervised my son to give him nutritious food and give medicine until he recovered completely. I want it faster. Now he is still lying with the bolster and sleeping soundly which makes me sad.
I let him sleep after giving him a sedative to get better (it takes a lot of time to rest), then I take a short garden walk that I apply on the front porch of the house and move some of the grass that grows in the flower pot, while breathing air but this incident looks very quiet , usually I spend a lot of my son's voice in the park with him, I want that. But what I can do is just wait for it to heal. After that I went into the kitchen to cook lunch.
After eating and feeding him nutritious food, I cook for him to eat (my son) then I give him medicine. Previously I told him to get out of bed all day and now he needs to eat and take medicine on time and encourage him to get movement in a few minutes In order to get well soon even though I have to help him. I want the best for him.
After that I told my son to go back to sleep as a time to rest and during the day usually sleep time Which is suitable for maintaining stamina, after telling him to sleep I went to pray as usual which can't be forgotten even though time is so short, finished doing that then I also went to sleep as rest time because I'm tired.
Time rolled so fast in my sleep I didn't feel I woke up at 17.00 like a lost dream. I woke up because of a cough that was present in my son, one of the diseases my son was experiencing which made him cry and couldn't hold his throat and then vomited. Very worried, I cleaned up the incident then brought back to sleep.
In my lap I asked God to heal my son from the disease he received. As a prayer my mother gave me so big that she fell asleep again, so I went to pray after taking a bath.
After it sat beside my son sleeping in the living room, I previously moved him to the living room because the temperature was a little more comfortable for him to rest. Then I held my cell phone and told my husband about this incident through the chat I gave him, he replied that he would be home early from work.
Only my son's eyes blinked hearing his father going home very happy, he asked the same thing always before his father arrived home, after his father arrived home he didn't realize after seeing he was nearby, very happy. His father also gave him something to get better quickly, nutritious citrus fruits that were good for our son to eat. But I just tried to give it, even he doesn't care anymore if it's not his father who gives it directly.
I'm glad to see my son's smile again even if it's only for a moment.
That's what I can write from me, if there are writings and even words that are not good and can't be understood, I apologize, because I am not so focused on the presence of pain that is experienced by my son due to staying up late. I hope this is comforting and give hope for my son to get well soon