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Solving the Biotic Problem

(note: photo is an archived photo…not recent…so do not, I repeat – DO NOT be alarmed! I’m quite well now!)

I have had many sleepless nights trying to figure out what is it that makes us toddlers sick most of the time..

Is it because we put many unknown stuff into our mouths?

Is it because we do not know when to slow down to rest?

Is it because of the many open burnings of rubbish which adds to our air pollution?

After many months and months of experience of falling sick, I think I can conclude that the stuff that makes us all toddlers sick is none other than this stuff called “BIOTIC”

Don’t ask me where it originated from, but I just know the answer to solving this global problem lies with this BIOTIC stuff. Here me out here:

Everytime we fall sick, the doctor will typically prescribed some medication for us. This is all and well if we get better after a few days of taking them, but what happens if we are still sick after the medication is completed? If we go and see the doctor again and our condition seems worse than before, the doctor would most likely prescribed this ‘miracle’ thingy called ‘anti-biotic’. We are then supposed to complete this medication according to its prescribed dosage.

More often than not, after gulping down this ‘anti-biotic’, we would feel better again. Although doctors tend to say that we should not allow toddlers or kids to depend too much on anti-biotic, fact of the matter is that anti-biotics actually work!

So, here’s my theory: ANTI-biotic is specially called as such so that it negates or fights BIOTIC. Thus, whenever BIOTIC is beaten, we get well again. Hence, the main evil in making all of us sick must be BIOTIC!

And the only reason why doctors refuse to let us depend more and more on anti-biotics is because the more we decrease the elements of BIOTIC in our system, we should naturally be increasing the BIONICS in our system.

Question is, could we actually become super strong like Bionic Kids if we take too much anti-biotics? Hmmmmm…

Nest of Nutrition

Who would have thought the nest where birds live can produce such wonderful, healthy, nutritious and best of all, DELICIOUS jelly! Hee!

Caitlynn’s cough has been quite persistent so Papa and Mama decided to get what I affectionately call ‘special jelly’ for her. And since the bottle is quite big for someone so small like Caitlynn to finish by herself, I have dutifully volunteered myself to help out too. *wink*

Although it tasted quite cold at first, eventually we started to like it to the extent of becoming addicted to it also…:-P

So, the question everyone would wanna ask is…does it work? Well, it may still be too early to tell, but since Caitlynn started taking this ‘special jelly’, she has NOT been coughing at ALL. :-D

Sure is a good and handy thing to have during these hazy period! :-)

A spoonful a day, keeps the cough away...

i wonder if eating birds nest will make me grow wings?...

Huff and Puff

I recently had a terrible cough that had been quite persistent. After numerous dosages of (some of Koko Collin’s favourites) Sabultamol, Zyrtec, etc. it never seemed to go away for good I could be well for about a few days before the coughing starts again.

After consulting our doc, he suggested for Papa and Mama to try out an inhaler that would ensure the dedicated medicine, now in gas form, would be directly pumped into my lungs – for faster relief and also helps me build stronger lungs. Each spray from the inhaler is called a ‘puff’. I wonder if it has any connection to ‘currypuff’ ? Hmmm.

Anyway, I didn’t quite like this pump thingy as it felt suffocating and itchy.

However, after a week or so, I began to explore the pump further, like licking its insides when it was put on my mouth. It wasn’t too long before I started to enjoy every ‘puff’ sessions…..hee! Sure makes me feel like some addict under severe medication but it is really quite enjoyable! Of course, I also feel much stronger after several sessions and I hope not to use it too often too. Don’t want to turn out so dependant on it. :-P

Rediscovering Medicine

Somebody must have flipped a switch inside of me.

There was a time when I never liked medicine. There were only two things I looked forward to when I am given medicine – knowing I will get well soon; and getting to drink more water after the medicine goes in…:-D

So I really do not how who or what triggered my sudden change of taste in recent weeks. These days, I would be the first one to respond when the call for medicine is heard. I would even gladly climb up close and open up my mouth big big so that my message is loud and clear – GIVE ME MY MEDICINE NOW!

Finally, I think I know how Koko Collin feels about one of his favourite foods…:-D

The Medicine Job

Some time ago, Papa was preparing to give medicine to both Caitlynn and myself. When I saw Papa take out those gleaming bottles of medicine, I scurried over and executed my gameplan…

Me: Papa!

Papa: Yes, Collin?

Me: Is it time for my medicine?

Papa: Yes, give me a minute. Papa is almost done preparing it.

Me: Papa, I like medicine.

Papa: Yes, Collin. I know you do.

Me: Papa, I like the pink one. And the Sabultamol, and the..

Papa: Wahh…you really know your medicine, huh?

Me: Yeah..I know my medicine one. I like medicine.

Papa: (arranges four bottles in a row) OK Collin, let’s try a little test.

Me: Ok.

Papa: Tell me the names of the medicine before I feed you the medicine, ok?

Me: OK!

Papa: (points to a bottle with white cap) What is this medicine?

Me: Zyrtec!

Papa: Correct! What about this one (points to another transparent bottle)

Me: That one is Sabultamol!

Papa: Wow. Papa is impressed. What about this one (points to a box with pink strip)

Me: Hmmm. That one is pink medicine.

Papa: What is the name of the pink medicine?

Me: (shrugs) Dunno.

Papa: It is Paracetamol. Say it with me. Pa-ra-ce-ta-mol.

Me: Pa-ra-ce-ta-mol.

Papa: Good! You can also call it PCM.

Me: PCM. I like PCM one.

Papa: Ok. Last one. what is the name of this medicine? (points to white coloured bottle)

Me: That one is Zero-max.

Papa: Close enough. It is actually Zithromax.

Me: Orh. Zeetro-max.

Papa: Excellent! Now, which one would you like to take first?

Me: Erm…(in deep thought)….I want to take the pink one first. The PCM!

Papa: OK! (pours out PCM onto a spoon) Here you go…

Me: Ahhmmm……mmmmmmmm. Nice! I like it. I like PCM!

Papa: Now, what you like next?

Me: Erm…(in deep thought)…

Suddenly, Mama comes into the conversation…

Mama: Erm….why is Collin still taking PCM? Does he still have fever? He’s almost recovered you know….

Papa: Oh no! Yeah hor…I didn’t realise that…

Me: (hehehehe…)

And that is how you execute “The Medicine Job”….

How to Enjoy your Medicine…

I still cannot understand why some kids are so afraid of medicine. But of course, I may have some biased thinking whilst writing this blog because medicine is one of my favourite foods – regardless of Papa’s constant reminder that medicine is NOT food. Hmmmph. To me, anything that goes in ot my stomach through my mouth is food. Heh.

Perhaps another way to encourage kids to enjoy medicine is to give them the syringe and let them feed themselves!

So, presented in a sequential movie-like photo stills, here’s me showing how to enjoy medicine.

Note: NO medicine was used in this filming. The syringe merely contained water for illustrative purposes. Do not take in too much medicine also and only perform stunt with adult supervision. See, I do know my limits too! :-D

Always take syringe with a smile!

 

Hold syringe tight tight!

Focus on getting every drop into the mouth! Never never spill medicine!

Ahhhh...a satisfying meal indeed!

 

Never Give Up!

Even after I am now three years old, one of favourite food stuff remains ‘medicine’…heck, I can even pronounce all the Zyrtecs and Sabultamols and PCMs….

And my addiction has come to a point where I will literally scheme or attempt various intelligent reasonings to get to my goal…

These are some examples of my passionate attempts in getting my medicine fix..

Me: Mama, I want medicine.

Mama: But you’re not sick, Collin.

Me: (pauses, and goes to Papa) Papa, I want medicine.

Papa: No, Collin. You’re not sick. You don’t need medicine.

Me: I want medicine. I want! I want!

Papa: Collin, you are not sick. Only sick people take medicine.

Me: Papa, I NEED medicine.

Papa: No, Collin. You do not need medicine.

Me: (jumps jumps) I need medicine!

Papa: No, Collin.

Me: (zombie-like pose) I…need…..medicine….I need!…..I need!

Papa: No, Collin. Now, get ready for bed already.

Me: (pauses for a while) Papa….I hungry. Give me medicine…

Papa: Collin….medicine is not food…

Me: Then what is medicine?

Papa: Medicine is stuff people take when they are not well.

Me: Orh….so can I have medicine?

Papa: No, Collin.

Me: Papa, I thirsty. Give me medicine…

Papa: If you’re thirsty, go and drink water. or do you want your milk?

Me: I don’t want milk. I want medicine…

Papa: No medicine tonight Collin.

Me: Then when?

Papa: You only take medicine when you’re sick. Do you understand?

Me: Orh. OK.

Papa: Good.

Me: Papa…I tired.

Papa: You want me to carry you upstairs?

Me: No. I tired. I want medicine…

Papa: ?!!

I so totally believe in persistence. Do you? Hee!

Poxing Days

What’s worse than spending the final week of the previous decade with HFM (Hand, Foot, Mouth)?

Spending the the first week of the new decade with Chicken Pox!

Sigh.

Yup. The poxy stuff has finally come one full circle. When Caitlynn and I contracted HFM late last year, we sort of passed a strain of it, ie Chicken Pox to Mama. Everyone was fine then, probably because both of us were still carrying the virus inside of us. Fast forward to after Christmas when we’ve recovered completely and Mama is on the recovery stages – which might explain how the Chicken Pox virus now found its way back to me! Sigh.

Caitlynn escaped because apparently she had received some all-in-one jab some months ago that also protected her from the pox.

I experienced some heavy fever two nights ago so Papa and Mama took me to the doctor to confirm the pox yesterday morning. By evening, all spots had appeared all over my body. The whole itchiness has also made me more cranky but overall, I am still able to behave in my usual jumpy self. Toughest part is probably night time when the itchiness sure makes sleep kinda difficult. But I guess that’s why people say toddlers won’t suffer so much from chicken pox compared to adults.

Hope I recover soon! These spots are becoming to even freak myself out! :-P

I’m Overcute!

A recent to our favourite doctor was kinda disturbing.

After the normal checkups with me sitting on the scale, wrapping some flexible ruler around my head and making me lie down on some huge ruler, the doctor concluded that I was still found to be on the small side – underweight and underheight compared to average numbers of my same age group.

Sigh. Perhaps that’s why now I make my hints louder by opening my mouth bigger and make louder noises when Papa and Mama start eating those adult stuff like rice and bread. Hee!

But no matter what the doc said, I don’t think I’m the least perturbed. Instead, I would like to believe that though I may be underheight and underweight, but I am definitely ‘overcute’. Hee! Don’t you think so? :-P

Feed Me More Rice!

so little rice?...:-(

“I have teeth! Feed me more rice!!”

If only I could speak….sigh. One of my most challenging times is during feeding times when I get to see everyone else eating stuff that is obviously more delicious looking than my cereal, or porridge. When can I start eating the goodies the others are eating? When will I get to feed myself?

Sometimes I do drop hints like munching a plastic spoon in my mouth or waving my arms whenever I see or sense these ‘other’  goodies..

hint hint...

I was really glad the other day when we went to see the doctor for some routine jabs, he measured both of us and told Papa and Mama that I was on the smaller side, below average in weight and height. Oh no! Surely, the warning bells are ringing now! At least, I see more effort being put in to feed me more solid goodies now…hee!

Besides, the doc also said Koko Collin was above average in weight….hehe…

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