The day we traded Christmas market for the ER

I mentioned that Oskar is going through his first cold. Yesterday he looked better so I hoped he had defeated the beast. 

I was wrong.

Last night he woke up two times before his normal eating time. Both because he couldn't breathe. After a session of nose cleaning he went back to sleep. 

When he woke up again at 5:30am, he was quieter than usual and didn't finish his bottle. We got worried.

Four hours later, same story. He ate only 2/3 of it. We got even more worried.

Temperature at 9:30am was 37.8C. Pediatrician in Singapore had told us to get to a doctor whenever temperature is above 37.5C. True we were just slightly above but I didn't care. I wanted to see a doctor. I prefer to go there and being told that I was stupid to worry vs. risking it getting worse. 

Wolfram located the ER for children and his father was kind enough to drive us there so we wouldn't have to worry about parking. We were prepared to spend hours there queueing as one traditionally does in the ER. But we were lucky. When we arrived the waiting room was surprisingly empty. Only two families there. Wolfram quickly completed the paperwork and 10min later we were seeing a doctor.

Believe it or not, the doctor could speak better French than English. Yet it didn't help because had he spoken French Wolfram would not have understood. So we ended up mixing the three languages to explain the symptoms and address his questions. 

Good news it's only a cold. Ear, throat and bronchi are fine. Fever should go away quickly and we left with a prescription for nasal spray and other droplets for the bronchi. 

We were really lucky as on the way out we saw that the waiting room was now packed with people. Had we come at that time, we would have had to wait at least an hour. 

Reassured about Oskar's health and equipped with spray and droplets we went back home.

Today we were supposed to go to a Christmas market with Alex, Silke and Fabian. Wolfram has been talking about Christmas market for weeks in Singapore and was really looking forward to going there while we are in Germany. Sadly we had to change our plans. With Oskar sick we had to stay inside and invited everyone over. At least they got to see our little guy awake and smiling because on Thursday when we visited them he slept the whole time. 

We will have to come back next winter to go to the Christmas market. By then Oskar might walk already...