Few years ago; I was seriously down with malaria.
My dad had just returned from his travel and everyone was filled with excitement, but that was not for me.
I was groan that night in pains and dad asked if I had been seen by the doctor, my mom and uncle said yes., and told him injections and drugs had been given at the hospital before we came home.
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My dad was not comfortable with me being in pain, but did not want me to be given an overdose due to his fear and anxiety to see me fine. So he let everything be.
At morning I had woken up in my parents bedroom and when I asked what happened, daddy said he heard a groan in the night and came to check on me, on getting to my room I was on the floor groaning, with a high temperature.
He and mom decided to take me to there room, so they could watch me closely since I stopped groaning after she did tepid sponging for me, and the temperature had dropped.
I wasn't I aware of what happened, but I was grateful my parents came on time to check up on me.