Monday, April 18, 2005

Happy Birthday, Bro!

I spent the whole day in bed with a fever and a stomachache. This is how I always imagined giving birth would be like -- hours of contractions -- except, of course, that the contractions would be of the uterus and not of the stomach.

38.3 degrees C. Is that high or low? I wondered. It's been a long time since I've been sick; I'm not complaining.

"You feeling okay?" my brother popped his head in to ask.

"Fever," I rasped.

He took a look at the thermometer.

"Whoa," his eyes widened. "You'd better go to the doctor."

"Uh huh," I muttered, half drifting back to sleep, half unable to because I'd been in bed the whole day.

He disappeared. That's it? You tell me that I have to go to the doctor and you just leave me here?

Then he reappeared, with a cold towel in hand, and put it across my forehead.

If I weren't sick from the fever and vomitting, I would have cried.

Happy Birthday, Bro. I can't believe you're 16 already. I probably don't tell you this enough, but you're a pretty swell kid. Just don't grow up too fast! :)

7 Comments:

Blogger Ellipsis said...

you give the impression, that you are easily satisfied.;)

18/4/05 10:42 pm  
Blogger Laughingcow said...

It's just not something he'd usually do. I'll take the victories, no matter how big or small the package. :)

19/4/05 12:15 am  
Blogger Zen|th said...

That's so sweet of your brother. =) Looks like he's growing up.

19/4/05 3:35 am  
Blogger Laughingcow said...

I want him to grow up just enough to do all these sweet grown-up things, but not so much that he doesn't need his big sister anymore. Does that make sense? =\

19/4/05 9:54 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hope you're doing better today! and a happy birthday to your brother, who is a very good boy. =)

19/4/05 2:29 pm  
Blogger Laughingcow said...

Thanks, I'm doing a lot better. Medicine actually works -- learning something new everyday. :)

P.S. He's not ALWAYS this sweet! ;)

19/4/05 5:22 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I miss the days when he was a cute small boy (i.e. pre-primary school)... He was so cheeky and adorable and would share little secrets with me. And call me Je Je. Now I feel more excluded, how did he grow up so quickly??

Biababy

10/7/05 10:11 am  

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