The problem solving course I was sent to with JS finally ended.
Freaking assignment to complete and submitted. Oh, mans. This so just feels like I'm back completing my degree course. Do I have the time ? What with the busy period of the end of the month ? What with my mom in hospital still ? I will not think that far ahead. As if.
Right now, I just need to crash. Exhausted beyond the realms of imagination. Way beyond.
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Friday, November 30, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
One less
So the op was a success. I hope they managed to get rid of all the infected, affected tissues.
We've just arrived home from the hospital. Exhausted, we all are. My dad and sisters and the nieces and nephew had been staking Mother's room the whole day. Thank you all. Wak Long and Cik Toleh popped by to visit. Thank you for taking the time to see the stubborn one. AKA Mother.
You kind thoughts and prayers and love will forever be a source of strength to Mother.
Sis, if you are reading this, you must remember to take care of your health. Please don't over exert yourself and end up sick.
Call or text me anytime, yeah ?
We've just arrived home from the hospital. Exhausted, we all are. My dad and sisters and the nieces and nephew had been staking Mother's room the whole day. Thank you all. Wak Long and Cik Toleh popped by to visit. Thank you for taking the time to see the stubborn one. AKA Mother.
You kind thoughts and prayers and love will forever be a source of strength to Mother.
Sis, if you are reading this, you must remember to take care of your health. Please don't over exert yourself and end up sick.
Call or text me anytime, yeah ?
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Mom's not home
It's official.
My mom's been warded. Her infected wound had not healed at all. In fact, it got so bad that she might have to amputate the little toe on her right foot. A small thing became such a huge mess. As of now, when we left the hospital, she's just been placed in a room.
The day started when she went to the GP for consultation after much nagging from yours truly last night. After a few minutes of serious talking to by the doc, she was referred to SGH. Thank goodness my younger sis had decided to pop by. She's been holding the fort, with my dad at the A & E.
Ah.
From then on, it's just the waiting part. To get her blood sugar level tested. To get her X-Rays done. To get the opinion of the orthopaedic surgeon. The question of to operate or to run an intensive course of antibiotics. All this basically took the whole day. From the minute they registered at the A & E at midday today until about 9.30 pm to be placed in a room. Waiting and waiting and waiting. Horrible, ain't it ?
And here we are trying hard to be a medical hub. Medical hub, my backside, I'll tell you. From consultations at the clinics at SGH to being warded, people basically lose precious hours waiting for that "precious" doc's words. No sense of urgency at all by these people in the white coats and stethoscope around their necks. Horrible, horrible experience. I hope I'll die first before I even get a chance to be hospitalised. Like, seriously, mans.
Well then. As you and I both know. It was a goner the minute the flesh started to rot.
Parents. You can't live with them, you can't live without them. Really stubborn creatures, both of them. I mean seriously. What's the harm of listening to us kids once in a while ? Sometimes, you must know that your way isn't always the best.
And so.
I've just reached home to rest after popping by the hospital right after work. Worried, fear, abject horror. A lesson learnt, too painful for words. I hope Mother realised the seriousness of her condition.
Mother, I may lose you one day. I know that. I don't fear it. No one lives forever. But I really, really hope that day is later than sooner. Please spare a thought for us. Yes, us kids, the selfish creatures that we are.
I hope you know this. I hope you will remember this. No matter what;
I Love You.
xxx
My mom's been warded. Her infected wound had not healed at all. In fact, it got so bad that she might have to amputate the little toe on her right foot. A small thing became such a huge mess. As of now, when we left the hospital, she's just been placed in a room.
The day started when she went to the GP for consultation after much nagging from yours truly last night. After a few minutes of serious talking to by the doc, she was referred to SGH. Thank goodness my younger sis had decided to pop by. She's been holding the fort, with my dad at the A & E.
Ah.
From then on, it's just the waiting part. To get her blood sugar level tested. To get her X-Rays done. To get the opinion of the orthopaedic surgeon. The question of to operate or to run an intensive course of antibiotics. All this basically took the whole day. From the minute they registered at the A & E at midday today until about 9.30 pm to be placed in a room. Waiting and waiting and waiting. Horrible, ain't it ?
And here we are trying hard to be a medical hub. Medical hub, my backside, I'll tell you. From consultations at the clinics at SGH to being warded, people basically lose precious hours waiting for that "precious" doc's words. No sense of urgency at all by these people in the white coats and stethoscope around their necks. Horrible, horrible experience. I hope I'll die first before I even get a chance to be hospitalised. Like, seriously, mans.
Well then. As you and I both know. It was a goner the minute the flesh started to rot.
Parents. You can't live with them, you can't live without them. Really stubborn creatures, both of them. I mean seriously. What's the harm of listening to us kids once in a while ? Sometimes, you must know that your way isn't always the best.
And so.
I've just reached home to rest after popping by the hospital right after work. Worried, fear, abject horror. A lesson learnt, too painful for words. I hope Mother realised the seriousness of her condition.
Mother, I may lose you one day. I know that. I don't fear it. No one lives forever. But I really, really hope that day is later than sooner. Please spare a thought for us. Yes, us kids, the selfish creatures that we are.
I hope you know this. I hope you will remember this. No matter what;
I Love You.
xxx
Monday, November 26, 2007
Smell that ...
I am worried. Like seriously worried for Mother.
She's still sick. I thought she would have gotten better over the weekend but seems like her "cold" is worse than ever.
If I were to guess ?
It's that wound on her right sole. Blood poisoning ? Systemic infection ? Depressed immune system ? All caused by festering wounds on the limbs of diabetics. I have told her to see the GP tomorrow morning.
Actually, I had been saying that since I detected that "rotting flesh" scent. Listen to me ? Yeah, I bloody well wished she did.
She's still sick. I thought she would have gotten better over the weekend but seems like her "cold" is worse than ever.
If I were to guess ?
It's that wound on her right sole. Blood poisoning ? Systemic infection ? Depressed immune system ? All caused by festering wounds on the limbs of diabetics. I have told her to see the GP tomorrow morning.
Actually, I had been saying that since I detected that "rotting flesh" scent. Listen to me ? Yeah, I bloody well wished she did.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Books, books, books
I am such a nerd.
I totally maxed out my borrowals on my library card.
My sis was like saying that I am such an "L" for going to the library on a glorious Saturday evening. I retorted that it's much more beneficial to spend time with the books.
Ah.
What she didn't know is that I am so gone tomorrow. The best high, there is.
You tell me. *winks*
I totally maxed out my borrowals on my library card.
My sis was like saying that I am such an "L" for going to the library on a glorious Saturday evening. I retorted that it's much more beneficial to spend time with the books.
Ah.
What she didn't know is that I am so gone tomorrow. The best high, there is.
You tell me. *winks*