Reanne's fever is still hovering above 39degC and we decided to bring her back to Singapore. Without delay, I changed their ticket schedule (they are suppose to fly back on 23rd oct 2010) and luckily, I manage to get a ticket also.
By 1pm, we are already checked in and waiting to clear immigration. Once cleared, we went to to starbucks (cos I can get free drinks and snack with my credit card...) order a drink and sandwhich to share and at the same time trying to coax Reanne to take her medicine.
Disaster happens....as we force the anti-biotics into her mouth, she vomit out... and she was in my arm.... Roanna starts to take tissue and cleaned her up .. while I wait for my turn.....
Alfred: Dear, how? My shirt kenna leh...
Roanna: Never mind la.. abit only (although she can see the white vomit on my left sleeve)
Alfred: never mind meh ?!! smelly la... how to board the plane...? (She is now cleaning my sleeve)
Roanna: Then how?? you want to buy a new shirt?
Alfred: I think i can still afford to buy 1 shirt la
As we are talking, something happens again... Reanne's "shit".... Instantly, I thought to myself, where is the nursing room ? Is there 1 here in the Jakarta airport? I dont remember seeing it before. So with her in my arms, I walk around to ask the airport staff.
1 of the staff told me there is one at the end of the building near the Business class lounge. Lucky they have 1 here (I been to the Business class lounge but have never notice the nursing room sign)... phew !!!! I then go back to Roanna (she is eating the sandwhich and ice chocolate)
Alfred: Dear, lucky they have nursing room here. I going to bring her to change diapers and after you eat, you go find me (grapping the diapers bag and at the same time telling Roanna the nursing room location, although I am not so sure of the place also)
Roanna: okioki....
Then I storm off..Time is 1345hrs. And our fligth is 1430hr.
As I walk closer towards the end of the building, my head is stretching out to look for the nursing room sign...closer to the end, I saw a sign that reads "nursing room" (i am still like 20m away). Hmmmm....I was thinking to myself......not bad.. its a nursing room here and its not those changing platform that is attach in a toilet type.. gdgd... fastening up my pace....
I was shocked to see what's the nursing room's like........
YES... This dirty looking room is the nursing room at the Jakarta's International Airport, departure terminal. !!! I regret that I didnt took a close up shoot on the changing "top"... Oh well, they are considerate enough to put the non-smoking sign in the room.. anyway 2nd hand smoke is bad for babies.........BUT THE WHOLE ROOM SMELL LIKE A SMOKING ROOM!!!!!
I quickly place Reanne's onto the changing top and change her... at this time, Roanna walks in....
Roanna: Huh..This is the change room huh?!
Alfred: Ya.. faster come and help (Reanne is already screaming)
3min later, we are done and walking towards our boarding gate and of course taking turns to go toilet before boarding. My final question to her is:
Alfred: Dear, you sure I am not smelly???
To be cont......
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