But we were able to save our son from it.
One lesson I've learned during those painful and tiring days of my life is this: It is better to be an aggressive parent than a know-it-all.
Same goes to your health, if you feel or see something that is not normal, don't be a doctor. Ask. Consult. Listen. Cause you'll never know. It might be an Amoebiasis or worst, a Cancer. Don't get me wrong, I'm not scaring you... but it was a very scary experience for us, though, and a very memorable one.
It was the day before my birthday when we've noticed that his temperature is a bit hotter than normal. We couldn't tell directly that it was a fever because it was still within the range of 37.0 °C. He only poop twice that day. A bit soft but nothing alarming so we let it off. The next day, the day of my birthday, his temperature went as high as 38.6 °C. We panicked so we brought him to MMC for a check-up. Our pedia prescribed us medication for the fever and some probiotics just in case our son was just having some bad case of diarrhea. We were also instructed to have our son undergo urinalysis and some lab tests for Dengue and Typhoid in case his condition continues after 3 days. At this rate we were still calm and confident that our son's condition was not severe.
The next day, however, was a different story. He pooped more than 10 times and vomited twice, so we brought him to a provincial hospital for emergency treatment. We were informed that if a child poops more than 10 times in a day, they usually endorse confinement to minimize the chance of dehydration. Instead, we asked for laboratory tests and waited for the result before finally deciding to have our son confined - That is where we made the biggest mistake. The lab results were fine, nothing was detected but our son continued to poop. Still, we didn't decide to have him confined not because we are not capable of paying (we both have competitive health cards) but simply because 'nakakaawa ang bata pag naka dextrose'. Little did we know that dehydration is much scarier than witnessing your baby cry during IV injection (still painful to watch, if you ask me).
His finger during the first lab test
The next morning, he continued to poop and vomit so we decided to consult a provincial doctor. He insisted to have another stool sample and lab test for Typhoid. When the results came, it was Amoebiasis. He then instructed us that if our son continues to vomit after feeding and medication, then we might need to bring him back to the hospital for confinement. At this rate he seldom drinks and finally after having his lunch and medication, he vomited, again. Still, we didn't bring him back to the hospital. Why? 'umiinom pa din naman sya kahit papano' - BIG MISTAKE! He already pooped and vomited more than his water intake, at this point we should be alarmed, right? But no, it was only during dinner, after he vomited (again!) that we finally decided to have him confined. I was a bit hysterical while begging my husband to take him back to the hospital. We realized that we should have brought him earlier. He was already dehydrated when he was admitted.
After an agonizing cry during the insertion of IV.
Too tired from crying after reinsertion of IV. This time on his foot.
During confinement, my son had another blood infection so another antibiotic was administered. I swear, I could smell my son emitting antibiotics smell from his body. Mas nakakaawa tuloy ang baby sa sobrang dami ng gamot na ini-intake nya, but we could only blame all his sufferings to our complacent attitude. It was out fault.
Dibo 2 days after his confinement. He lose some weight.
So again, it is better to be an aggressive parent when it comes to your child's health. I learned that the hard way.
Dibo, a week after his confinement.
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