I don’t really know how. In the past, I sat on top of him (Not really sit on him, kawawa naman baka di makahinga ;D), tried to squeeze his arms between my legs, then give him the medicine using a dropper or a syringe (without the needle, of course). It worked before. But now he can find his way out. He can squeeze his arms out, he can close his mouth ever so tightly and if ever I get the chance to insert the syringe into his mouth, his tongue can push it out. Hay, and I still have 5 more days wrestling with my toddler.
Went to his pedia last Saturday. It turned out that he still has asthma. So he had to take an anti-asthma medicine for 7 days. I hope he gets well soon.
Here are some pictures from last Saturday.
At the Asian Hospital canteen while waiting for our turn at the pedia’s clinic.

After the checkup, we had lunch at Sbarro in Festival Mall. And as usual, Estong was at his neatest. He would really prefer to eat on his own. He snatched the spaghetti from his dad’s plate. Mabilis ang kamay. And he preferred to eat a big piece of garlic bread instead of the smaller pieces that we cut for him.

Then, it’s Estong’s first time on the carousel.

I did a little grocery, then went home afterwards.
















