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My Companion, My Friend

Everyday I thank God for Alex. He really complements me in many ways and I always acknowledge that God is a perfect match maker. We had been scheduled for a doctor's review for Samara and I must admit that visits to doctors and hospitals make me very nervous. I fear jabs, medicine, bad news and I just don't like anything to do with hospitals.

Since we got pregnant and were blessed with Samara, Alex has never failed to take me to the clinic. His presence just brings this comfort and assurance that I am here with and for you. I try and negotiate with doctor's against jabs like the tetanus jab during pregnancy I got one instead of 2, didn't take calcium tablets and promised to take milk instead . Whenever we take Samara for the vaccinations, Alex holds Samara because, I don't have that strength to watch her being injected. When Alex is busy, we would rather reschedule that appointment.

Last evening, Samara had a fever as we got home with her. Unlike other times, I gave her Paralief and bathed her and she settled down.When Alex came I calmly told him Samara has a fever and he asked that we observe her, of course I asked at what point should we take her to the hospital. Initially that statement drove me crazy. I fear fevers and every time I came home and got Samara with one, I would give her Calpol and rush her to hospital. I was pleased with my reaction but its just because I knew we had a doctor's appointment scheduled for today. At about 1a.m. Samara was boiling with the fever at 38.6, again we gave her medicine, removed her clothes and after a short while slept. Luckily the doctor said she had a sore throat and would be fine after taking her medication.

Am thankful to Alex for being my pillar of strength and for being there for me for the past 2 years. The reassurance that all will be ok just helps calm my nerves and for Samara am grateful that she is teaching me to confront my fears slowly but surely.

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