The doctor told us to take Pristine to the nearest health center, a small clinic near our place for nebulizer every six hours to alleviate her congested chest and asthma. Every six hours! That meant having to take her there early in the morning, at noon time and then at night. M has volunteered to go out from work to take our girl to the clinic at noon. Otherwise, we all go together in the morning before going to our respective work and at night after work.

A little bit of good news: we slept all through the night last night. She was not awakened by asthma unlike the previous night but when she woke up at 6:30, I could hear the dreadful wheezing sound again. The asthma orchestra has started. We hurried to the clinic (it opens at 7:00 am) before the condition worsens. I even went out without drying my hair or combing it after towelling it dry. The nurses must have noticed how I just tied it all wet and messy. Recalling, I think I didn’t even check the mirror before rushing to the door.

Motherhood is really all about shortcuts and fast forward life!