Archive for January, 2008
Today, I was able to take Derelle to her new Paediatrician. Well, she’s not actually new to us. She was my Paedia too, and my brother’s, and my cousins’…
Anyway, I first went there alone yesterday to inquire about the shots that she still has to take, as I know that Bahrain Vacc Sched is quite different from Philippine Vacc Sched. Then I made an appointment at 9am today. We were there before 9 and the doctor came in at 10am. Haaaaaaay!
Dra. Castillo first checked her record and she had a hard time understanding it as it was actually written in Arabic, but there were acronyms on the other side so she followed that instead. After checking everything, she asked me if Derelle had any Chicken Pox, Flu and IPD (Invasive Pneumococcal Disease) Shots. I said no, they don’t require there unless you ask for it. And what do I know about vaccination, of course nothing.
She decided that since we are staying for good, she advised that Derelle should have Chicken Pox shot first, then we will schedule HEPA A by next month instead. She’s supposed to have that shot today if we are going to follow the previous record. Chicken Pox was P2,100 while HEPA A isP1,700. After sometime, she will have the IPD which costs P5,000. Maybe after a month, we will come back for that, she has to finish Hepa A first. Whew!!!! Plus the rest of the shots that she still needs in the future. I never had this “ouch” feeling in my pocket. Vacc in Bahrain are shouldered by the Government.

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You must be wondering who Mitos is in my 2 year old daughter’s life. Every night we say our prayers. I would start by saying “Dear…” and she’d continue…. “Mitos”. Why Mitos? That I don’t know….
Anyway, tonight while she was saying her prayers, she made me laugh… She said everything by herself from the beginning. All I had to tell her was “cmon, say your prayers now…” She went on like this….
Dear Mi-tos,
Tenku chakit en didi en milk en baby en toys. Take care Mama, Dada, en Deye, en Cowie en Barney, en AC. (Thank you for the chocolate, and didi, and milk, and baby, and toys. Take care of Mama, Dada, and Deye, and Cowie (her cow stuffed toy) and Barney and AC). By the way, she literally pronounced those words as how they were written…
And she was looking up our ceiling. I interrupted and asked her who is AC? There, she pointed our fan. It’s actually a wall fan. And she called it an AC as in air-conditioner! Bwahahahaha!

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