Close to 2 weeks...

Since I'm taking the night shift while on a low sleep mode (this means disaster if I start marking my five stacks of tests now), I might as well update on the lives of the two piggies.

Much had happened since then: RR had the "privilege" of returning to Thomson Medical for a deluxe sunbed stay as a result of her high bilirubin level of 14.1 mg/dL aka jaundice. My dear was deeply saddened by this as it was the first time that she was separated from our baby for so long. Fortunately for us, Ruo Ran's 3D2N vacation brought the bilirubin level down to 8.4 mg/dL, which coincides with the lowering of our cash level.

A few days later, much assisted by my mum's sudden faint, we visited Bedok polyclinic for a checkup, after giving up on the appointment system of Pasir Ris's outlet. It was then that we utilised the priority queue, courtesy of RR and we saw the doctors fairly quickly. The laboratory testing, however, was the bottleneck, with patients expected to wait up to 2.5 hrs. Fortunately, our wait was a fraction of that, but bad news was that the level was raised to about 10.8 mg/dL.

The weather wasn't exactly helpful as well, as clouds loomed in the skies daily, as if part of a sinister plot to slowly get us used to not seeing the sun and therefore easier to kidnap it later. Nonetheless, we brought her to the top level of the multi-storey car park and RR was stripped to her Huggies while the two parents appeared to be some comical psychos to our neighbours in the neighbouring blocks by holding a towel to block the sun's harmful rays from reaching RR's eyes and dancing around to stop the wind from touching RR's tender body.

Despite our actions, we could not stop the level from rising to 11.7 mg/dL a few days later. My dear, in her own words, was reprimanded by the pediatrician for not feeding RR sufficient milk as passing urine does help in lowering the bilirubin level. Not that we were born to torture our offsprings, but I guess we are still newbies in this new profession and it doesn't help either that RR somehow has a small capacity tank.

Two weeks on: one little one living in her own world with her own rules, haphazard sleeping and random eating habits; three exhausted adults, trying to understand RR and figure out a schedule to maximise the human resource to take care of her.

Our little princess with her cheeky smile