Rest in Peace

Al fatihah dan takziah to our EDCAM whose beloved wife just passed away on the 1st Feb. She died because of lung cancer. What disturb me the most was when I was told that in the beginning when she was sick, they went to a specialist centre and was diagnosed and treated as tuberculosis. But after some time it still persisted and then went to QEH and was told it was not TB but paru-paru berair. So my point is, how come a specialist centre gave the wrong diagnosis?

This is not the first such case I heard. One was straight from my friend who almost went for a surgery after a series of meetings with the specialist. But before she submit herself to the surgery, went for a second opinion and was given antibiotics and advised to eat more vegetables, she got better. So what happened there?

Now can't we even trust the specialist? Hard earned money wasted and unnecessary treatment / pain to go through.

Sick

My CNY holidays was a disaster. The Friday before I caught viral fever which left me totally conked out and weak for 3 days. Chills, cough, flu, headache, semput, lemas, the works. I slept separated from my baby to avoid him getting the virus but poor Ariff and Nabil caught it anyway. Our CNY eve family dinner, I was feeling a bit better after seeing the doctor that morning. Though I couldn't truly enjoy the feast, I enjoyed the company. This was the sickest condition I've been in a long time. Dibungkus from head to toe and wrapped in blanket.
CNY Day 1 the family went to the National Park for 1 night. The 4WD that we drove in made me car sick. And the 2 storey chalets made me even pening with chasing the kids up and down. Nabil was in his high fever. The two days we were there it rained. I had my heaviest menses then. Haven't exactly recovered from my fever. And the going home trip was worst as I had headache. Hubby gave me Novomin so that I can rest the whole journey and it really knocked me out cold. I was totally in la la land. I felt lethargic hours after that.
Susah semua orang if the mother gets sick, semua pun kucar kacir. And a mother can't get the day off even when she's sick. Actually I'm still feeling dizzy and nauseous until today. This is why the long silence of entries.

It's a candid me Tag

This is me NOW. Long overdue tag from Shabbychic Mom. Which requires me to take a pic of myself right now without changing or primming myself. Wrinkles and lines are real. Well this is the 30 year old Hesitant Blogger who is suppose to utilise her working hourss with WORK but is updating her blog instead.

Happy Birthday

A sudden flash of inspiration whilst reading a friend's blog. A normal birthday celebration is to wish that person Happy Birthday and yadda yadda yadda..give presents, sing the standard song, have a merry party with a bunch of friends or family. The birthday boy/girl on the other and will be waiting in anticipation of what his/her friends or family will do for him ie..surprise party, cakes, gifts yadda yadda yadda..BUT...

How many of us will stop and think of the mothers who have endured 9 months plus of heavy belly, morning sickness, backaches, labor pains, the excrutiating contractions, NEEDLES, confinement, years of lack of sleep and worries to bring this prescious birthday boy / girl into this world??? The birth process..before we enter the world..and who pushed us out with all her might so that we can see the light of day..who treated us bagai menatang minyak yang penuh. Sounds more like a tribute to Mother's Day pulak kan, but I think, we should not forget this most important factor especially on our birthday. Hmmmm maybe I'm getting mellower by the years, maybe I'm biased because I'm a mother myself??...hmmm Dulu kalau birthday saja ingat mau celebrate yeehaa party saja eheheheh.

So here eventhough my birthday is a long way to go..I would like to dedicate my birthday to my Mum and my Mak-in-Law...who have endured so much for me and the man I call my husband.

Pelapis Bintang Bola Sepak

Entry ini ditujukan khas kepada Sembang Orang Kampung..dia kasi tunjuk dia punya pelapis MU. Nah ini team yang bakal menggegar dunia bola sepak dunia 10 tahun akan datang..sepa berani bet?

Fruits of Labour..

(pic borrowed frm Dg's blog)

Last Friday our office sports club went to visit the new mum Mdm. Dg. Hanizah at her home in Papar. She's also one of the club's high committee and we were thrilled that she has gone through a safe delivery of her baby boy..Farish Hilman. So handsome. She was also the gracious host and prepared a lunch feast for the 6 of us. Immediately after we moved away from the lunch table, she served us tea, cakes and oranges. Thanx Dayang..unquestionably scrumptious dan sungguh enak. Macam inda mau mulih suda kami.
On the way back we kept on seeing many fruit stalls at the roadside. No longer can we resist the temptation, we stopped and shopped! Pleasant fragrance of the local fruits greeted us and we were spoilt for choice. Buah tarap, mangosteen, rambutan, buah mentega (what's the name in English?), cempedak, pumpkin, melons, limau manis, ubi kayu and I forgot what else. I only bought some ubi kayu..untuk direbus and makan dengan honey. Love ubi kayu.

PYT..poor young things..

In this age, peer pressure is by far, on a different level as compared to 20 years ago. What I saw yesterday was disturbing and frankly scares me to think what are the challenges will my sons have to face in their time. I'm not talking about the Pretty Young Thing that is smiling so sweetly to my pitiful lens but the PYTs sitting behind with the i-don't-give-a-damn-what-everyone-says attitude. Seen still in their school sports uniform merrily brandishing the cigarette stick. I found out from a direct source who knows them, that these girls are only 14 years old. Hanging out with friends at a coffee shop is one thing and nothing bad about that but...girls whatever or whomever made you think that smoking at such an early age, acting supposedly adult-like and acting fearless is cool is so wrong. You are still a child and you do not know what the world is all about yet. So stop the act and act like your age.