Today, mum is on MC, so I did not go to Jiu Po's house. I woke up around 9am and saw the bright sun shinning into the room. I look around for daddy but only saw mum still sleeping.... I woke her her and she still look tired...

We went for breakfast at McDonald and after that, we took a bus to Jurong Polyclinic as my cough is still bugging me... It seemed like today Polyclinic is superbly busy and crowded...
From registration to seeing the doctor already took us 2 hours. After that still need to queue up for the medication is another half hour... It was very boring and I try to keep myself occupied by walking around and looking at people seeing what are they doing....

We reached home around 120pm...mum promise to cook fried egg for me but before she can do the cooking, mum realised that the gas was finished, so no choice lor...mum make a bottle of milk to fill my hunger first followed by feeding me with medicine.

The uncle who delivered the gas cylinder came around 220pm.... mum immediately cooked my fried egg while she cooked noodles for her lunch. After meal at 3pm, mum tuck me to sleep....

Something bad happened after I woke up at 430pm....

i woke up coughing very badly and I started to cried loudly...Mum knew that I was going to throw out soon... So she quickly carried me off the bed and sat on her lap while hurriedly stretch out for a plastic bag on the table... but it was too late.... I had vomited out on my clothes.... As I had just woke up, I started to tantrum and pushing away the plastic bag and at the same time continue my vomiting...in the end, our clothes are all soiled with my smelly vomit. Mum was of course angry cos she has also just woke up and probably feeling tired after taking the medicine... still have to clear up the mess...

Actually mum intend to feed me much later tonight but due to my vomiting, mum prepared my porridge earlier so that I won't go hungry....