Friday the 13th. 13March 2009. 7pm. Mummy calls Daddy, telling him that I am having a fever. FYI, Caitie had been down with the sniffles for the past few days. Daddy rushes back from the office at 7.30pm to bring Isaiah to the GP. Viral fever. 39 degrees. Clingy for the whole night.
Saturday 14 March. Brought Caitie n Isaiah to the PD. Medicines galore. Isaiah's fever goes up and down depending on when he takes his meds. Caitie was normal for most of the day (Daddy is not sure as Isaiah was clingy all day). She still refuses her meds, as usual.
Sunday 15 March. Daddy has to fly to BKK for 4 days. Isaiah n Caitie still sick. Daddy leaves the house with Isaiah in the background wailing, asking Daddy not to "take aeroplane". Daddy couldn't kiss Mummy, Isaiah and Caitie goodbye. Daddy feels like shit now but he'd like to say "Dear, Darling and Sweetie, I'll see you this coming Thur :)"
Friday the 13th. Who is Daddy to scoff at the superstitious?
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