In three days' time, the bilirubin levels came down to a safe level and we were discharged from the hospital and asked to keep taking him out in the sun. But to check if the bilirubin levels were not rising again we decided to have a blood work done. I couldn't bare to watch Shaarav get pricked with needles so this #SuperDad took it up to himself while I decided to watch from a distance. But as soon as he was pricked the first time I started to cry profusely and was taken away from the scene. The paramedic that came home to take his blood didn't have experience with babies. He was unable to find the veins in Shaarav's tiny little arm despite 3 attempts. 😱😱 😱 Can you imagine? He was crying badly and his cries were tearing me apart which could be heard from quite the distance. But Little Shaarav held on to his Dad's finger all the while as if asking him to save him from the torture and Mr. Husband kept trying his best to calm him down. Mr. Husband says that was the moment when he really felt like a Dad. #thedefiningmoment
We finally called it quits and refused to get the blood test done keeping faith in the higher power and praying for the best. But Mr. Husband Kartik Kujur has been this unwaiverng and unfaltering support system we can always rely on.