about a boy

It is a fact that this boy is now sick. Second visit to the doctor. Different one this time round. More medication, more cooling gel pads. This time round, he struggles like mad whenever he sees the syringe coming near but does not fight the gel pad anymore.

He continues to run a fever that rises and falls depending on the time elapsed between medication. He has lost his appetite but downs fluids willingly. His gait is unstable and each step has the potential to unbalance him.

A very dazed kid we have here. And a cling-y one at that. He wants to be carried, head resting on your shoulder, and cradled this way till he falls asleep. A listless boy he is too. And not in the mood for company. Instead he prefers to hug the bolster or his bestest of friends, the terry cloth dog.

I pray this phase will pass soon. His first sickness really. And it is no fun.

(Picture taken at Red Dot Museum, Maad; 5 April)