Little Dynamo came down with a bad case of diarrhea. He’s better now, thank goodness!
He was not taking his medicines well. Giving him medicine was always a struggle. I had to cuddle him, kiss him, threaten him… name it! Take this episode:
Me: If you don’t drink your medicine, I have to bring you to the hospital. I will not sleep there with you. Only Lola will be with you. I need to take care of baby brother here in the house.
Little Dynamo: (just shaking his head, crying)
Me: The doctors will put IV on you. I can’t stop them. I can’t protect you there. They will force the medicine on you.
Little Dynamo: Where’s Lola?
Me: In her room.
He went to his Lola’s room, crying.
Little Dynamo: Lola, if I go to the hospital, will you take care of me?
Lola: Of course, apo. Why?
Little Dynamo: Mommy will not take care of me. She will take care of baby brother here in the house. What about Lolo? He will take care of me also?
Lola: Yes, of course, apo.
And the Little Dynamo went out of his Lola’s room with a firmer resolution not to take his medicine.