Journal of a stay-at-home expat Mom of 3 kids and a cat in Switzerland
Category: Journey Journal
Here you will find posts about the highlights of each month. It is my way of keeping myself accountable to the 1000 Hours or Outside Challenge that we track with the kids.
Yesterday’s weather has reminded me of a walk at West Whittering beach in the UK. Picture a sandy beach. It is low tide, the sea is barely visible somewhere far. Warm dominant wind blows the soft powdery sand at you fiercely. Now, back to reality, we are in Switzerland and the wind doesn’t blow sand at us instead it showers with rain.
Meanwhile Indoors
My son decided he would like to draw something. He was determined to use many colours but he didn’t know what to draw exactly.
He wanted to work on it collectively with his sister and me. As I was taking the crayons out and the notepad, an idea sparked in his head. He opened the notepad and took the brown crayon. He divided the paper into smaller parts. Then he dedicated a colour to each part and instructed us to colour as he told. He felt in control and it was great to see how he gently giggled when we improvised and things didn’t go the way he imagined. He was easy and we were too. We named him Colour Chief and proudly played his part.
Colouring
And we just coloured. It was a bliss. We all chipped in and got the work done. There was no competition, it wasn’t a race, it was a bliss. The kids enjoyed it so much that we made four different pictures.
1000 Hours Outside Challenge
This week has passed by ever so quickly. We spent time outdoors five out of seven days due to some above described weather. In Hungarian customs April is labelled as a foolish month due to its ever changing weather. Well, here is Switzerland, March feels like April in Hungary. The weather is playing tricks on us, as my son would say. Its hard to tell how to dress. It could be winter when the bus picks up the kids in the morning and early summer warm when the bus brings them back from kindergarten. Overall we braved the elements for over 12 hours outdoors this week. Since we starter the challenge we logged over 120 hours outdoors in total. This number is not as high as I expected it to be three and half months into the challenge, but it comes with no surprise due to the time spent in hospital earlier this year. I am not worried about the early set backs as I know that we will recuperate the hours in the warmer summer months ahead of us.
In Summary
We made the most of the good weather outdoors and made good use of our time indoors. The kids enjoyed this simple drawing activity so much that we coloured a dozen more in the following day. It gave us a break from the daily routine. It is easy to set up and put away. My daughter learns bit by bit that drawing happens on the paper and not on the wall or furniture. It teaches them to put away things after use, so it is ready next time we need them. And my favourite part is that while drawing the conversation flows like water from a mountain stream. During this time, I can indulge in the stories my son invents.
there’s always at least one upset, and if not, it’s just the calm before the storm.
In theory
My go-to approach is to get them outside to burn off all the excess energy they may have. The 2-month-old falls asleep in the buggy in no time. The 21-month-old usually enjoys the view from the bike seat behind me. And the 5-year-old races me from roadside pole to pole.
Sounds like a winning recipe right?
Reality
I was worried that my little one would be upset with the sun shining in his face as I couldn’t find the cover for the buggy’s basinet. However, to my surprise, he was absolutely fine and seemed to enjoy feeling the warmth of the sun on his face.
My nearly two-year-old was already upset about getting dressed up. To make matters worse, she wasn’t allowed to play near the pond in the garden, which was the final straw. It’s not easy to say no to a toddler without them having a full-on meltdown. I thought putting her in the bike seat behind me would cheer her up, but I was wrong.
My five-year-old did everything in his power to return to base. 2 minutes after leaving the house, he wanted water. We have done this journey many times without any hiccups. But today he needed water, a snack, and tissues and he was too hot. So he needed another stop to take off half of his clothing just so he could re-dress himself. This was followed by a drink stop every 100 meters.
In Conclusion
Did we race? Yes. Did anyone enjoy it? No.
What has changed? Nothing. Spring has sprung 🌸
I hope with this trip the winter moodiness has evaporated. And I keep my fingers crossed for better trips to come.
It think of the time when I was younger than twenty years old.
But, not too long ago, I associated this phrase with my childhood.
What has changed? Well…ten years.
I guess in my mind I group years in tens. So now that I am 37, I think of my twenties as ‘recently’, and anything before my twenties is my ‘young’ era. Even though there are significant differences between my teenage and pre teenage years.
How do you think about yourself “when you were young “?
This week wasn’t about getting out and about. It is by far not about spending time outdoors in the nature. This week is something that nobody is ever prepared for. It has tested us to a great extend, I wish, it will not happen to anyone. It has made us stop and appreciate every tiny help and assistance.
Last week I ended my post, by writing about all three kids being ill by Sunday. Well, the saga doesn’t end there. This week has brought more sorrow that my heart could handle. This illness has taken over control in our family.
RSV infection
I am being told that this is all over the news. But I stopped listening to the news when the last pandemic hit the media. So I haven’t heard of this virus before. Now I learnt that the smaller the child, the sicker they get . So having three kids 5 and under mixing with the virus has brought us to our knees.
Our eldest was poorly for two days last week and he then carried on with simple winter cold symptoms. Heavily runny noise and coughing but good mood overall.
Our one and half year old had a fever for 6 days. Her temperature stayed just under 39 degrees but enough to make her feel weak. Coughing is causing the biggest problem for her as she can barely sleep at night. She cries and coughs when she should be resting, and she is not in a good mood during the day. Friday she was finally fever free and her appetite has came back to some extent.
But our youngest got the worst of it. He started to cough on Sunday, he stopped drinking Monday night. Tuesday morning he throw up the milk, he got from the bottle. Immediately, I called the paediatrician, however it is Sports Holiday in Switzerland, and the call went to voicemail directly. So I called the hospital and they said to bring him in along with my daughter (who at this point had fever for three days and a bad chesty cough).
In the First Hospital
When we arrived, we were seen immediately. Our three weeks old was attended by the nurse pronto, while the doctor was asking all the questions. Filling in the registration forms with the translator app, answering all the questions to the doctor, while trying to keep our daughter in the room when she has no intention of staying, was not ideal.
Luckily, my husband managed to leave work and follow me to the hospital. So he caught up with us at the emergency room and he took over our daughter’s examination with the doctor, while I attended to our son and his nurse. Our daughter was cleared by the doctor from further tests and they were happy to send her home based on the fact that she was walking around and drinking water.
By this time, our son’s blood test confirmed that he has RSV infection. He was put on the monitor to keep an eye on his oxygen level. The sensor showed 100%, then it went down to 62%. Then it went up to 100% then down again. We got a room on the ward and we were prepped to stay for a couple of nights under close observation of the nurses and doctors.
However, his condition has deteriorated, in a matter of couple of hours, to the point that the head of the ward had to look for another hospital with an ICU unit. It was challenging due to the holidays. St. Gallen and Zurich hospitals were at full capacity, so we were prepped to be transferred to Chur.
By this time our son’s body was massaged by the nurses to keep his heart pumping, while the helicopter arrived. It felt like hours by the time the crew has arrived. Unfortunately, the fog was so thick above our canton that the helicopter had to land elsewhere and the crew came to the hospital on an ambulance. The doctor and the nurse, who flew from Chur, have prepped our son for the journey and gave us instructions on how to make our way to the hospital where we can reunite.
In the Second Hospital
Upon our arrival, the doctor and nurses had already done what they could to comfort our son. However, to maintain his stability, they had to sedate and intubate him. According to the doctor, the procedure went well, but I can hardly recall anything aside from being a walking fountain of tears. It was a scary experience, and everything seemed to happen so quickly that I could barely grasp the gravity of the situation. I was going with the flow, hanging onto every word that the doctor and nurses spoke.
Waiting for it to peak
We were fortunate enough to get a room to sleep in. However, the next few days were as hard as we expected them to be. We were told that the virus peaks between days 5 and 7, so we prepared ourselves for the worst. His oxygen levels were unstable, even on the machine. Fortunately, the machine was able to provide him with the much-needed oxygen when his little body was unable to. The machine also kept his lungs inflated to make it easier for him to breathe. The aim was to reduce the amount of energy he needed to take a breath.
His temperature was up and down, which meant that some further blood tests were required. Luckily no further infection was detected. This virus turned his saliva into a gluey, stretchy structure. It would have been impossible for him to cough it up, even if, he had had energy to do so. So it had to be sucked out for days.
Meanwhile at Home
When one is poorly and taken away from the tribe, the worry settles in to every family members mind. Our eldest son told me he is worried about his little sister as she keeps coughing at night and doesn’t want to play during the day. Meanwhile his younger brother and mommy are only visible on a video call twice a day. It is hard enough for a grown up, let alone to a young boy who is just starting to gasp more complex situations of life.
As reality settles in, we brace ourselves for a couple of weeks separation and sorting out the logistics of supplies, making sure that everyone carries on as ‘normal’ as possible.
Awakening
Saturday brought hope, as he was expected to be ex-tubated. His oxygen levels improved and apnea decreased throughout the week. When I was told on Friday, that the next they his tube will be removed, suddenly my world was shaken again. I only just got used to what I saw and heard and everything seemed to improve slowly but steadily. Now, an aid is being replaced and he will be woken up. As much I longed to see his eyes again, I couldn’t shake off the worry of the unknown. How is he going to react and what to expect? Nobody could tell us in advance exactly.
‘We take one step at a time.’ I am being reminded. And I know, deep down that he is at the best place possible. With that thought I settle in for the night once again exhausted but full of hopes and worry at the same time.
To unload the weight of my thoughts I carry around all day long. To explore some of the ideas that pop to my mind. Does it worth my time? Is this idea something I could squeeze into our days? Is it a child friendly activity? Could it be done with three little ones at toe? Caring for three kids and being surrounded by not one, but three grown ups, it is easy to just go with the flow. I cannot help, but feel sometimes that I have accomplish nothing. Blogging keeps me accountable in so many levels. It gives me a purpose.
I also fear of old age and the state of my brain ends up in. Ladies in my family end up not knowing much about themselves for the last few years of their lives. It is sad and scary, but I try not to think about it too much by focusing on the present and recording precious memories.
How I Write a Blog Post?
Typing it up and seeing it appear on the screen in front of me makes it a task that needs to be completed one way or another. It switches on my admin mind – thick that box.
Brain Dump
I jot down my thoughts mostly through the jetpack app and save it as a draft, then I move on with my day as if nothing happened. The Jetpack app is truly easy to use, and I don’t have to carry around my beloved diary, which is an extra weight. Unfortunately, I am part of the generation who switched one hand into a mobile, which in this instance is a blessing rather than a curse.
Brain Storming
When time allows, I open up my drafts and read through my rough notes. It’s important that I do this when I have time to think and get into the zone. This is the time when I really feel my creative engine switch on. Then I turn the notes into a draft by expanding them with some extra thoughts. At this point, I am still just dumping ideas down in a mostly unorganised manner.
Approval Process
It is really liberating to unload. It helps the decision making process. Debating if it is something I should spend more time doing, or just to let it go and with that free up some mental space. Either way these random exercise is useful.
Actual writing
Writing happens throughout the day, when I have a few minutes between feeding, nappy changing, cooking, and our outdoor adventures. Often it takes over a week to go around a topic and produce a coherent blog post. This is just life for me at the moment and I wouldn’t change it.
This is not my time to commit to unrealistic schedule. This is not my time to keep up with the latest trends and try to beat the ‘algorithm’. This is my time to be present and respond to little people’s needs. This is my time to work around their schedule and be there for them.
Where Do I See ‘Expat Mom Journal’ in a Years Time?
My ultimate reward would be to grow this platform into a community of like-minded people. Where the blog has multiple voices and not just one and only, like at the moment. I believe that parenting can feel lonely from time to time, especially for those doing it full time. Not necessarily because you are alone. Your other half perhaps at home in the evenings and weekends or on another type of schedule. The point is that you, full time parent, have no schedule, you are available at all times without a break. And for some, or sometimes to all, it can feel like a lot.
Sharing lighthearted stories about the good, the bad, and the ugly, may ease the bourdon of being stuck, being alone in catch twenty two. So if you feel that your situation is similar to mine and would like to join the movement, let me know! Get in touch: via socials, comment or via the contact form.
The newborn-moon period is over. It’s time to work on a new system that caters for all. Unfortunately, my husband’s paternity leave has ended, and he is back to work. Our eldest child, B, was back in kindergarten. At least he was at the start of the week. However, on Wednesday afternoon he started to feel under the weather. It became clear that he was ill when his temperature 🤒 went up. We gave him Calpol twice that day and he slept through the night. The next two days, he spent at home resting. And of course by the time weekend came around, he was getting better 🌟
Then Saturday afternoon, our daughter woke up crying with high fever just before midnight. Quick Calpol, many hugs and we tucked her back into her cot. Here comes Sunday and all three kids are poorly. The smallest one is only 17 days old, but he also got the cough and runny nose. Days like these are truly appreciate the fact that we live in a multi-generational household. I always think about all the single parents out there with the deepest respect. If it’s you, I salute you!
System Building
This week I wanted to concentrate on building a flexible system to guide me throughout the day. I am trying to balance many things around the kids schedule without going crazy. I would like to keep some space in our days for my wellbeing, so I can recharge my batteries and be a better person. There are only x amount of hours within the day, so I have thought hard how to balance everything. Can certain tasks be combined and carried out simultaneously? In theory, the answer is yes! As long as it involves everyone, why not, right? Well… we shall see in the coming weeks.
Schedule
6:00
7:00
8:00
9:00
10:00
11:00
Old Morning Routine
Coding
Wake up kids
Breakfast
Morning walk
Cleaning
Cooking
New MorningRoutine
Morning Walk
Wake up kids
Breakfast
Morning walk
Decluttering / Cleaning
Coding
I would like to start the day with a morning walk, just like I did while I was pregnant with my daughter. Now that the days are getting longer, I can soon start going out before the kids wake up. This walk is all about me and some music or podcast I choose to start the day with.
After breakfast ideally I would head outside with our daughter for a little bike ride, or just messing around at the local playground. She is happy to stay in the cold outdoors, for about 30-40 minutes. Then we go inside, where I go through a zone per day to eliminate things I no longer use or need. Meanwhile, I wait for our daughter to give me some signs when she is ready for her nap. Mostly, she is down by 11 am but it all depends on what time she wakes up in the morning. Once she is asleep I can focus on my coding journey. I am currently learning some JavaScript for the millionth time 🙁 .
This is my second golden hour: My daughter is usually asleep and my son is not yet back from kindergarten. By eliminating the lunch prep task, I can free up this sacred time for my benefit.
Schedule
12:00
13:00
14:00
15:00
16:00
Old Afternoon Routine
Lunch
Quiet time
Gardening
Outdoors
Outdoors
New Afternoon Routine
Lunch
Coding
Outdoors / Gardening
Outdoors / Gardening
Outdoors / Gardening
After lunch time while my son has quiet time, I can carry on coding. Once my daughter is up from her nap time, and she filled up her tummy, we can head outside. Currently it is hard to handle the two eldest outside alone. One would like to play football, frisbee, or tennis. While our daughter just want to go, go, and go. If she decides to do something, nobody and nothing can stop her. I hope it will change soon, as it would be fun to show her things, and do some activities together with his brother.
In general, it would be great to spend most of the afternoon outside, however this time is purely led by our children. I listen to their needs, while I try to extend the time we are outside. I plan to do some gardening while they are playing, but not sure how it will work out. Previously I separated gardening from outdoor time, but I hope this is something we manage to do side by side and the kids will eventually get inspired by nature and growing things.
Schedule
17:00
18:00
19:00
20:00
21:00
Old Evening Routine
Prep dinner
Dinner
Bath
Bed time (kids)
Coding
New Evening Routine
Dinner & Lunch prep
Dinner
Bath-Story-Bed
Blogging
Unwind
In the evening, I plan to prep dinner as well as lunch for the next day. With a little forward thinking, one hour should be enough to prep for both mealtimes. After dinner bath and bedtime. Once the kiddies are in bed, I spend some time on the blog, while hubby plays a bit on our son’s Nintendo Switch 🙂 We both like to watch some limited series on Netflix to unwind at the end of the day.
1000 hours outside
My personal goal is to increase my daily step count to 20K. I hope to shed some weight without any special workouts. Walking perfectly fits with my commitment to the 1000 hours outside challenge this year and sneakily I hope to inspire my kids to be outdoorsy ‘like their Mom’ or even more.
Two weeks after the operation my step count was finally over 15K for the first time since our baby boy was born. What an achievement. I was so nervous about third time recovery. I have never in my wildest dreams imagined that I will be so active a couple of weeks after re-re-section.
Overall, we logged 9 hours for the second time this year. As you can see on the photos, snow covered the fields at the beginning of the week. Then by Saturday we were enjoying the warmth of the sunshine on our skin. I am looking forward to next week. It is sports holiday, which means there is no kindergarten and more time to spend in the nature.
Language skills
Nearly a year ago, we moved from the UK to the German-speaking part of Switzerland 🇨🇭. It is beautiful here and we love the area. However, we don’t speak German 🇩🇪 YET.
Our eldest just started kindergarten in August last year. He has two mini German lessons a week with the school’s English teacher. It is more like a friendly chat/game than a formal lesson.
I want to help him as much as possible, but unfortunately, I don’t know how to speak German. To ensure that I don’t teach him anything incorrectly, I am thinking to focus on passive learning. Just playing with words should be fun. He is asking more and more questions about how to write specific words and how to read certain signs / phrases.
This month’s payday gift was a letter game. Letters are displayed on tiny wooden dice and there are multiple dice of the same letter. In German language every noun has a gender, similar to Italian. So I am thinking of coming up with a vocabulary game that compares nouns, so he can connect the words he already knows in one language or another. I am thinking to use day to day topics of activities he does during the day.
In our family we speak many different languages. Sometimes one of us will struggle to remember a word in that particular language we use at that moment. Then we would ask the other person to help by saying it in another language (whatever form it is remembered). And this whole dilemma ends up with a discussion of this of word in all the languages we speak and any other way we know but not necessarily speak.
I will let you know how it goes after a couple of times weeks.
This week brought us another wave of snow outdoors. Before moving to Switzerland, I always imagined that the winters are generally white across the country.
But now I know that this isn’t necessarily the case. We dedicated most of our time to bonding, and getting to know each other, and ourselves as a family of five / seven.
We live under the same roof with my parents, so I cannot leave them out of the equation, of course. Living in a multi-generational setting means we are never outnumbered with the kids. It also means more type of relationships, and more possibilities.
Hubby was still home with us (on paternity), which was very special. The kids love being woken up, and put to bed by him. He is going back to work next Tuesday, after being off for almost a month. It will be strange not have him around during the day (especially in the morning times).
Outdoors in sub zero with little kids
It was M’s first time being outside for some free roaming in proper snow and ice conditions. She’s been walking, running, falling for 2 months now. She is generally quiet happy to spend 90 minutes outdoors exploring and playing. However, in this week’s sub-zero temperature her limit to play outside has shrank to about 30 minutes.
There are many contributing factors to the shorter threshold:
Too many layers – reduces mobility
NO! – she says to gloves:
gloves on – she cannot hold or touch anything
gloves off – well, cold hands
Slippery ice – many falls
Deep snow – of course with such tiny legs, the snow gets to her knees
Failed attempt to pull her on the sleigh – it tipped over and she fell head first in the fresh powder snow
Despite all the odds, she is keen to head out every day – preferably twice a day. Often she picks up her little shoes at home and brings it to me. “Hey, Mommy! It’s time to get going!” – I imagine she would say if she would be verbal.
Longer walks
This week I managed to sneak out for a longer walk with Dad. Courtesy of Mom, who volunteered to stay with my eldest in front of the house playing with the ball. He is not keen on walking, I guess it is boring for a five year old to walk and talk, and not to play with something on the journey. Luckily, he is content to stay close to the house and play in the garden or on the porch. Mom is similar, she prefers to do something rather than getting lost in the forest or in the countryside. On the contrary, Dad and I could walk and walk and walk, day and night.
We took the youngest member of the family in a carrier with us. O was nice and cosy on my chest. As soon as I put him in the winter overall, he is fast asleep.
1000 Hours Outside challenge
Weekly total 4:36 min in the fresh air. One day indoors, but all other days we managed to get out a little. Time spent outside varies from 24 minutes to over an hour.
Overall, we spent about 38 hours in the nature since we started the challenge back on the 8th December. I am happy with the result so far. I know it is not too much but under the current circumstances it is better than I thought it would be. I know that once winter is over, we will be able to spend much more time outdoors.
This week we got to know our freshest family member who we cherish for the rest of our lives.
Baby Boy was delivered by a group of excellent specialists Tuesday afternoon. The operation went well, although it took longer than the first two together. It is understandable as it was my third section.
After spending three days in the hospital, it was finally time for us to head back home. We left with some valuable advice, a prescription, and an industrial breast pump. As we walked out of the doors, I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of relief and excitement to be back in our own space. However, as we got into the car, I started to feel anxious, trying to imagine how we were going to handle everything at once.
How will I manage a day without the nurses’ care, support, and the hospital bed that helps me sit or stand after a major surgery?
It didn’t take long to realise that nothing can compare to the healing power of being in the comfort of my own home. Being surrounded by familiar things, in a safe environment and having my loved ones close by, listening to them talk about their day since I left to give birth, had a profound effect on me.
Living in a multi-generational household is a blessing in such situations. It takes a village to raise children – they say. Having my parents around means that my husband and I are never outnumbered with the kids.
Overall, I feel that the first three days after operation were harder than ever before. However, the days after the initial hardship, were much easier. It allowed me to enjoy the bonding time at home with the rest of the family. No outdoor hours this week, only resting and nursing hours 🙂
Imagine a scene, sitting in the lounge of the hospital with your husband and eldest son (the 5-year-old). Feeling the weight of the worry settling in after being told that your newborn has now lost more than 10% of his birth weight.
Blame, fear, and worry are boiling inside me while I try to appear calm in front of my eldest child. It’s not an easy balance to maintain.
Meanwhile, a little girl of about 3 years old fell off the wooden pushbike provided by the hospital in the lounge for older siblings visiting their mothers.
Empathy
My five-year-old loudly reacts and asks: oh oh! Alles Guet? – at the same time, I can only remember to ask her in English at the same time under my breath.
Confidence
The little girl seemed unharmed and without a second thought, she hopped back onto her bike and raced over to her parents who were seated at the back of the lounge. My son was unfazed by this and confidently shared with me and the others in the cafeteria that the simplest and most effective way to make friends with strangers is to ask them if they are okay.
Proud Parents
At that moment, everything else vanished from my thoughts. All I could see was this tiny human being, and his pure heart that he opened up in front of everyone.
These random moments merely last a few seconds or minutes. However, on days like today, it gives me hope, that we are moving towards a better future.
Christmas Garden at Insel Mainau was a super experience overall. We started off the new year with a morning walk around our village. Then in the evening we booked tickets to see the Christmas Garden at Mainau island. I feel like this could easily become a New Year’s Day tradition for our family.
The show starts at 5 pm and runs between late November until the first week of January. The trail leads you through the park with numerous lit up hedges and statues. Expect ups and downs and if you are with a buggy, there are some alternative routes to avoid stairs. Our eldest is not keen on any activity in the dark, but we know that about him. So a head and hand-held torch is a must in our backpack. Being 38 weeks pregnant has definitely put a stamp on the experience, however there were plenty of benches to take a rest. Half way through, at the castle we found little huts serving mulled wine and kinder punch. The mugs are beautifully designed and for 2 euro, you are more than welcome to take them home with you.
Today is the last day of event. See you next year Christmas Garden at Insel Mainau.
Home
Living in the countryside provides tremendous amount of space to roam around fields and grounds. Having two completely different kiddies, makes play time interesting. One is happy to follow instructions, while the other will have a ‘drop-on-the-ground-meltdown’ when she hears her name. I always wonder if she thinks she is told off by her reaction.
Kreuzlingen Seeburgpark
One of our favourite spot it the Seeburgpark playground at Kreuzlingen. Parking is reasonable, but on the hind side it is busy most of the time. The playground is only a short walk away pass the restaurant and the harbour. There are many different constructions for the kids and grow ups: swings, slides, paddling pool, sandpit, pirate ship and train climbing frame, seesaws and spring animals. Opposite the playground there is a minigolf park with reasonable catering available on site. There is an open field frisbee park between the minigolf and the lookout point.
We like to take the kids bikes and scooters as the terrain is made up of both gravel and concrete.
Great way to extend the hours spent outdoors is to visit the Tierpark, which is right by the side of the playground. In exchange for a small donation (honesty box), animal nibbles can be picked up to feed the zoo animals. Should you wish to go further, the Seeburg castle and the lake trail has plenty to offer.
Week ahead
Next week Kindergarten is back for 3 weeks before it breaks up again for winter sport week. It is also a week when we finally meet the newest member of our family. We couldn’t be more excited about our growing family. I have a planned C section on Tuesday, which will probably knock me off my feet for a couple of weeks. However I am so lucky to have a great supportive family, so I know our kiddies will be in good hands, while their Mummy is being taken care of in the hospital.
