Nothing means more than my 2 little angels

havent blog for many days le..weekend was a disaster. My baby was damn sick..initially promised to take her swimming but just before we left, her body felt so hot and she was complaining that she felt sick. Took her temp and my goodness, it was 39.8 degree! Clinics closed so had to take her to the hosp. When at the hosp, my poor gerl was still boiling hot but waiting to see the doc takes forever..I was getting impatient cz Ashley is still so young, what happens if her brain get burn?? Waited for like an hr before our number being flashed. Doc couldnt find out the cause of her extremely high fever, and decided to do some test on her which includes drawing some blood from her tiny little hand. Gosh..my heart felt like as though someone had just pierced it with a dagger. My baby was crying and screaming..I know how pain it was but I could not do anything to take that pain away from her. Tears just dripped now...I feel so useless. Next, I had to force her to pee cz they also wanted to test her urine. After going thru all these, we were told that Ashley's blood count is very low and that xray results showed that her stomach is enlarged and they suspect there could be blockage. My heart sank rite to the ground...I was so worried....we were immediately referred to KK Hosp...
Thank goodness we didnt have to wait long as the doctors at CGH had already informed KK Hosp of our expected arrival. When we got there, Ashley's fever shot up to 40 degree!!! We were told to take her to the emergency room. My mind was in such a messed. I felt like a little gerl...lost and lonely. I could give up anything just to make my gerl well agn. After all the worries...Im so glad that she is back to her norm...but we were told to keep a close watch on her.
However, even when we were home...her temp keeps doing the see-saw stunt on us. For now...there's nothing much I could do except to pray hard.
Today back at work...mind not here at all...kept wondering how my little gerl is doing. Anyway...after what had happen, I realised that I can give up anything just for my 2 darlings...nothing means more their well-beings.

Sometimes when I'm alone I cry
Cause I am on my own
The tears I cry are bitter and warm
They flow with life but take no form
I cry because my heart is torn
I find it difficult to carry on
If I had a ear for confiding
I would cry among my treasured friend
but who do you know that stops that long
to help another carry on
The world moves fast
and it would rather pass by
Then to stop and see what makes one cry
So painful and sad
And sometimes....
I cry
And no one cares about why.