Hi....
I'm back...(that was quite fast,huh?)
Anyway,...went to the hospital today with Miza and M.I.L...remember ah!..M.I.L stands for mother in law... We were late,thanks to me,the famous perpetual late comer of the century.But still,they have to wait for me. Met up with Dr Chai Ping,whom I had a blast talking to,about M.I.L's condition. Everything went well,to my surprise.(Alhamdulillah jugak la....)Then,she had a blood test done to find out the level of her potassium and sodium in the system that will determine the future administration of her medicine.Chey.....ckp macam Dr Suhana,sey....
Then I met up with Suzana the Cardiac Case Manager and she thot that I was a teacher!..Bole jugak la....respect beb!...sekali gue speaking,...berabok!!!
Then,M.I.L sebok sangat nak cari Pak Adan yang kita pun tak tau da keluar dari hospital tu ke belom. So,after a tiring wait at the pharmacy to get her ubat and that's where I also renewed my nitrate, went up to the 5th floor in search of the beloved Pak Adan,pasal anyway pun,nak settle her outstanding bills that consists of the medisave claim from Jamaludin.There,kita cari Pak Adan macam nak rak...illek!...then,we enquired at the Patient Service Centre.Nothing..THEN......rupa2nya nama yang kita kasi salah...M.I.L asik teriak dia Pak Adan,...his real name was ADUN BIN HUSIN.....and he was already discharged on Wednesday....so,M.I.L felt disappointed pasal tak dapat bebual dengan bini Pak Adun,yg bernama Mak Ara jugak....kira tak dapat gossip la....then,terus I enquired balik about the blood test results and her preliminary findings proved to be stable enuff.....kalau gue cakap banyak2 sangat pasal itu medical terms kat sini pun bukan korang paham....hehe. Anyway,kita da bole balik and her next appointment will be on April,...one week after mine...,.so I rushed back.Muka Kak Mizah and M.I.L a bit senget la...i can understand that they were hungry and wanted to eat at the cafeteria... but I really gotta rush back pasal ada tuition......sorry,girls...So...off we go.in a taxi yang aircon dia pun macam hidup segan mati tak mau....FED UP....
Until my next post,
..be kind to animals....
*muah*
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Friday 23 February 2007
A January Recap
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hi...
although it's already February,.my January was a month of temperamental chaos.Mum-in-law was hospitalised (yet again)on the nite of 21st,followed by my own girl, Ira,on the next day at the same hospital.Mum-in-law,in short,let's call her MIL. The reason she was brought in to the A&E was due to her usual spoof of diabetes and habitual pukes,only to find out later that she's got severe blockage in her arteries and was recommended to go for a bypass.Ira was in for prolonged fever after 2 visits to the GP failed to wipe out her viral flu.Whenever MIL was brought to the hospital,I became the resident 'famiy doctor' who will somehow always make the decision to call the paramedics to the scene,give detailed descriptions and sit on the passenger seat of the ambulance.It has become so often that on the last ride,one of the paramedics actually remembered me as a regular face of the A & E Department. MIL has a total of 5 sons and 2 daughters,all married,aged between 39 and 50.Still,they will need me to navigate the family.U think I talk big? U better believe that this is true.Largely due to the fact that I'm an aggressive pain-in-the-neck,laser-mouthed,impatient woman with a don't-mess-with-me attitude,plus,a strong knowledge of the medical field and terms,(if i can say so myself)I will always be the voice behind every family meetings,decision-making,and....u know what I mean.I always go forward because I can't wait forever for someone of a higher 'hierarchy' stand to come and grab the mike.It never happened.Timid?...I don't know.But over the years,I came to realize that not everybody has the guts to say his/her mind without bothering of what the other party will think/say about them.I am such a person.I don't bother to please people. I don't believe in being a hypocrite in pursuit of having people to like me.I say what I want,what I feel,of what I know,see and hear.It really is so frustrating when people don't say what they EXACTLY feel.Everybody seems to be in a race in being nice,although they can sometimes be the biggest hypocrite of all,in the process.I am a person who won't believe in the credibility of the number of your age. It's just a number.It doesn't guarantee the wisdom of an individual.They say u can always count on an adult for maturity.Well,guess what.?That is a whole load of crap.Age is- and -never will be the factor of maturity.What gives a person his/her maturity is their ability to think and act as a person of any given age or gender. He/she should be able to think and act as a child,as a teenager,as a youngster,as an adult or senior folk in various kinds of life's circumstances and straining issues.He/she should have the nerves of steel to apprehend and intercept any of life's hiccups that goes along the way,with sheer wisdom,courage,integrity,dignity,pride,belief,and an incredible,strong level of self-esteem without exercising prejudice and favouritism.
That's quite a mouthful.
Back to the issue,I have always catered to the needs of my in-laws.Although I would like to see the work being shouldered by the 'deserving' parties,it never seemed to be improving.Nobody came forward to 'take over' as I'm seen to be a person with an eye for details and no stones were left unturned when it comes to verbal family meetings.They would feel that anything they did would seem insufficient for me to approve of.I want people to learn as much as how I did.Nothing is impossible to be achieved if u have a keen interest to learn the ropes.MIL knew she is a whole load of mess inside but she was sceptical and,with all due respect,very very stubborn. She doesn't like to hang on to western practice of medicine.She doesn't abide by the rules on which a patient has to adhere to.The family and I tried our darnest to instill an awareness in her in the wake of her medical status.
She would refuse our help although she knew that we meant well..Everytime I want to reason with her,I would be seen as rude because I remained adamant in my stand not to give in to her self-destructing ways.It may seem to a bit tedious to cram abt 15 years of stories and occurrences into 1 solid posting. To summarise, I expect some sort of understanding,appreciation and support from her children..Sadly,I don't get that as much as u would expect. It was not until recently that I managed to overcome my petty-but-understandable sulking,that I went on to source out for a favourable solution,if not the best one,at least one that it good enuff to be absorbed.We gathered during the CNY holidays after my MIL was disharged again from the hospital days before.Found out that the only way to deal with her tantrum is to actually deal with it psychologically. Somehow,I must say it worked coz she started to develop an appetite and can somewhat consume something as a base for her stomach to take in the effects of the medication. I got the siblings to do a pot-luck and had a gathering to feast off so as to encourage MIL to have a hearty good time as well as to eat.Hence,she managed to obtain some energy which is highly needed by her. Seeing the children and grandchildren seemed to inject a ray of hope and cracked a smile on her face. It seemed to lift up her spirits and she gradually is improving for the better. I just hope that she'll continue to help-us-to-help-her. I 'm also hoping for a slightly better result when I and Kak Miza send her for her appointment tmrw...
Until then,....stay tuned....
hi...
although it's already February,.my January was a month of temperamental chaos.Mum-in-law was hospitalised (yet again)on the nite of 21st,followed by my own girl, Ira,on the next day at the same hospital.Mum-in-law,in short,let's call her MIL. The reason she was brought in to the A&E was due to her usual spoof of diabetes and habitual pukes,only to find out later that she's got severe blockage in her arteries and was recommended to go for a bypass.Ira was in for prolonged fever after 2 visits to the GP failed to wipe out her viral flu.Whenever MIL was brought to the hospital,I became the resident 'famiy doctor' who will somehow always make the decision to call the paramedics to the scene,give detailed descriptions and sit on the passenger seat of the ambulance.It has become so often that on the last ride,one of the paramedics actually remembered me as a regular face of the A & E Department. MIL has a total of 5 sons and 2 daughters,all married,aged between 39 and 50.Still,they will need me to navigate the family.U think I talk big? U better believe that this is true.Largely due to the fact that I'm an aggressive pain-in-the-neck,laser-mouthed,impatient woman with a don't-mess-with-me attitude,plus,a strong knowledge of the medical field and terms,(if i can say so myself)I will always be the voice behind every family meetings,decision-making,and....u know what I mean.I always go forward because I can't wait forever for someone of a higher 'hierarchy' stand to come and grab the mike.It never happened.Timid?...I don't know.But over the years,I came to realize that not everybody has the guts to say his/her mind without bothering of what the other party will think/say about them.I am such a person.I don't bother to please people. I don't believe in being a hypocrite in pursuit of having people to like me.I say what I want,what I feel,of what I know,see and hear.It really is so frustrating when people don't say what they EXACTLY feel.Everybody seems to be in a race in being nice,although they can sometimes be the biggest hypocrite of all,in the process.I am a person who won't believe in the credibility of the number of your age. It's just a number.It doesn't guarantee the wisdom of an individual.They say u can always count on an adult for maturity.Well,guess what.?That is a whole load of crap.Age is- and -never will be the factor of maturity.What gives a person his/her maturity is their ability to think and act as a person of any given age or gender. He/she should be able to think and act as a child,as a teenager,as a youngster,as an adult or senior folk in various kinds of life's circumstances and straining issues.He/she should have the nerves of steel to apprehend and intercept any of life's hiccups that goes along the way,with sheer wisdom,courage,integrity,dignity,pride,belief,and an incredible,strong level of self-esteem without exercising prejudice and favouritism.
That's quite a mouthful.
Back to the issue,I have always catered to the needs of my in-laws.Although I would like to see the work being shouldered by the 'deserving' parties,it never seemed to be improving.Nobody came forward to 'take over' as I'm seen to be a person with an eye for details and no stones were left unturned when it comes to verbal family meetings.They would feel that anything they did would seem insufficient for me to approve of.I want people to learn as much as how I did.Nothing is impossible to be achieved if u have a keen interest to learn the ropes.MIL knew she is a whole load of mess inside but she was sceptical and,with all due respect,very very stubborn. She doesn't like to hang on to western practice of medicine.She doesn't abide by the rules on which a patient has to adhere to.The family and I tried our darnest to instill an awareness in her in the wake of her medical status.
She would refuse our help although she knew that we meant well..Everytime I want to reason with her,I would be seen as rude because I remained adamant in my stand not to give in to her self-destructing ways.It may seem to a bit tedious to cram abt 15 years of stories and occurrences into 1 solid posting. To summarise, I expect some sort of understanding,appreciation and support from her children..Sadly,I don't get that as much as u would expect. It was not until recently that I managed to overcome my petty-but-understandable sulking,that I went on to source out for a favourable solution,if not the best one,at least one that it good enuff to be absorbed.We gathered during the CNY holidays after my MIL was disharged again from the hospital days before.Found out that the only way to deal with her tantrum is to actually deal with it psychologically. Somehow,I must say it worked coz she started to develop an appetite and can somewhat consume something as a base for her stomach to take in the effects of the medication. I got the siblings to do a pot-luck and had a gathering to feast off so as to encourage MIL to have a hearty good time as well as to eat.Hence,she managed to obtain some energy which is highly needed by her. Seeing the children and grandchildren seemed to inject a ray of hope and cracked a smile on her face. It seemed to lift up her spirits and she gradually is improving for the better. I just hope that she'll continue to help-us-to-help-her. I 'm also hoping for a slightly better result when I and Kak Miza send her for her appointment tmrw...
Until then,....stay tuned....
Wednesday 7 February 2007
Of wealth,riches and....
hi all..
As u all know, we have just celebrated the new year in the Islamic calendar. Soon, our Chinese frenz will be celebrating their Lunar New Year.Usually,the tradition goes in wishing one another a year full of wealth and prosperity. Wealth...Why wealth?..Why stop at wealth?..why not health,love,maturity or even world peace? More often than not,u're gonna find the human race forever rushing about,dragging along their shadows,in pursuit of monetary relief or paper chase.Monetary...better known as money.They say that money can't buy the world nor happiness. True. It can be a vice.It can be a virtue, depending on how we utilize these pretty little papers.It IS quite important substantially,in this crude world that we live in.That, my friend, I must say,is undeniable.
.However,since when has it been a symbol of wealth?Chaste?Have these little papers divided us into a hierarchy of social status and standards? Or did we realise that it is just a part of our essentials? Why are we always classifying ourselves into a society of the rich,the poor and the beaten? Why are we always full of leisurely and luxurious demands,instead of indulging in a practice of self-sufficiency? Yes,I agree that we can't compare our lives with the civilisation of the past millenium. But things were so much simpler when we have less. Less of monetary relief.We humans are always wanting and asking for more,sometimes forgetting to look back and be thankful for what we had been given. It is absolutely ok to work hard for a better living but is BETTER enough for us? How good is BETTER?..If u think that BEST is the answer,is there such a thing as the BEST living?..Think about it,BEST is not the end of mankind's thirst for the finest.We can never feel satisfied.We'll always feel a lack of something every now and then.However, we forget that we are always being granted with the things that we need because we can never be void of desiring for the things we want. People of the past work and toil for a living. But we now have been living before we even start to work.And when we put together wealth and qualifications side by side,it resulted in a new breed of super brats.
I'd like to touch on my gender.
Those who are working,hold good job designations,are often seen as the upperclass. And those who are not,(the housewives) are SOMETIMES seen as the group of people who don't even have any kind of expertise for companies out there to employ. Some housewives who don't even have to work (because they are soo well provided)are known as TAI-TAIs.Some housewives don't work becoz they are too old. Some don't work because they are too tied down with the abundant 'fruits of their labour'.Some don't work because they are not so well educated and thus don't have the confidence to go into the workforce.Some are well educated but were restricted from going out to work because of ridiculous circumstances.Some just play the regular game and just wants to be provided without having to think about anything. Whether some women work with reasons of either to boost up the family income,or just to realize their dreams and showcase their capabilities and talents,or just killing time and earn some extra pocket money in the process,or just to escape from the confinement of doing housework,I have always believed in the freedom of choice.But being women,the setbacks that we faced are the titles that we adorned across our chest.: WIFE - WOMAN - MOTHER.
All these point out to the responsibilities that we have to saddle on our delicate shoulders since the day we said I DO or in the Islamic Solemnization, when the husbands said : "Aku terima nikahnya..."
I know that we don't actually have a correct answer to this but I'd like to highlight here that not ALL housewives are ignorant and bodoh. Don't judge them just because they do mundane tasks day in and out. Don't judge them just because they don't adorn Armani powersuits,don't walk in Jimmy Choo's expensive shoes or carry Prada handbags. Don't judge them just because they go to sweaty markets,pushing along their trolley carts,liasing with vendors for the morning's best bargain.You might never know that there may be some who ACTUALLY completed their education cycle,held good jobs,earned good paychecks,but sacrificed EVERYTHING to be a stay-at-home mum,JUST so that they could be the best TEACHER for their kids,the best MARKETING MANAGER in the house,the best CHEF in the kitchen,the best ATTORNEY in the family warfare,the best ACCOUNTANT in the family finance,the best CHAMBERMAID in housekeeping,the best CLEANER of the toilets,the best ENGINEER in their crafts and the best CEO in the family business.If I were to be imposed with a question like :
"Excuse me,will u make a good housewife?"
My answer would be :
"I can be anything you want me to be...but all work,little pay,no appreciation and meagre show of love and concern will definitely make a lifeless housewife!"
Agree?..No?.....
It's just an opinion.
Go figure.
*wink*
As u all know, we have just celebrated the new year in the Islamic calendar. Soon, our Chinese frenz will be celebrating their Lunar New Year.Usually,the tradition goes in wishing one another a year full of wealth and prosperity. Wealth...Why wealth?..Why stop at wealth?..why not health,love,maturity or even world peace? More often than not,u're gonna find the human race forever rushing about,dragging along their shadows,in pursuit of monetary relief or paper chase.Monetary...better known as money.They say that money can't buy the world nor happiness. True. It can be a vice.It can be a virtue, depending on how we utilize these pretty little papers.It IS quite important substantially,in this crude world that we live in.That, my friend, I must say,is undeniable.
.However,since when has it been a symbol of wealth?Chaste?Have these little papers divided us into a hierarchy of social status and standards? Or did we realise that it is just a part of our essentials? Why are we always classifying ourselves into a society of the rich,the poor and the beaten? Why are we always full of leisurely and luxurious demands,instead of indulging in a practice of self-sufficiency? Yes,I agree that we can't compare our lives with the civilisation of the past millenium. But things were so much simpler when we have less. Less of monetary relief.We humans are always wanting and asking for more,sometimes forgetting to look back and be thankful for what we had been given. It is absolutely ok to work hard for a better living but is BETTER enough for us? How good is BETTER?..If u think that BEST is the answer,is there such a thing as the BEST living?..Think about it,BEST is not the end of mankind's thirst for the finest.We can never feel satisfied.We'll always feel a lack of something every now and then.However, we forget that we are always being granted with the things that we need because we can never be void of desiring for the things we want. People of the past work and toil for a living. But we now have been living before we even start to work.And when we put together wealth and qualifications side by side,it resulted in a new breed of super brats.
I'd like to touch on my gender.
Those who are working,hold good job designations,are often seen as the upperclass. And those who are not,(the housewives) are SOMETIMES seen as the group of people who don't even have any kind of expertise for companies out there to employ. Some housewives who don't even have to work (because they are soo well provided)are known as TAI-TAIs.Some housewives don't work becoz they are too old. Some don't work because they are too tied down with the abundant 'fruits of their labour'.Some don't work because they are not so well educated and thus don't have the confidence to go into the workforce.Some are well educated but were restricted from going out to work because of ridiculous circumstances.Some just play the regular game and just wants to be provided without having to think about anything. Whether some women work with reasons of either to boost up the family income,or just to realize their dreams and showcase their capabilities and talents,or just killing time and earn some extra pocket money in the process,or just to escape from the confinement of doing housework,I have always believed in the freedom of choice.But being women,the setbacks that we faced are the titles that we adorned across our chest.: WIFE - WOMAN - MOTHER.
All these point out to the responsibilities that we have to saddle on our delicate shoulders since the day we said I DO or in the Islamic Solemnization, when the husbands said : "Aku terima nikahnya..."
I know that we don't actually have a correct answer to this but I'd like to highlight here that not ALL housewives are ignorant and bodoh. Don't judge them just because they do mundane tasks day in and out. Don't judge them just because they don't adorn Armani powersuits,don't walk in Jimmy Choo's expensive shoes or carry Prada handbags. Don't judge them just because they go to sweaty markets,pushing along their trolley carts,liasing with vendors for the morning's best bargain.You might never know that there may be some who ACTUALLY completed their education cycle,held good jobs,earned good paychecks,but sacrificed EVERYTHING to be a stay-at-home mum,JUST so that they could be the best TEACHER for their kids,the best MARKETING MANAGER in the house,the best CHEF in the kitchen,the best ATTORNEY in the family warfare,the best ACCOUNTANT in the family finance,the best CHAMBERMAID in housekeeping,the best CLEANER of the toilets,the best ENGINEER in their crafts and the best CEO in the family business.If I were to be imposed with a question like :
"Excuse me,will u make a good housewife?"
My answer would be :
"I can be anything you want me to be...but all work,little pay,no appreciation and meagre show of love and concern will definitely make a lifeless housewife!"
Agree?..No?.....
It's just an opinion.
Go figure.
*wink*
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