Was just about to log off the net, but You-Tube was making a last minute call. Didn't disappoint me.
Enjoy.
Yeah, I have a bloody corny sense of humour.
Tuesday, 27 May 2008
Monday, 26 May 2008
Me and My Big Mouth
Yep. I got the attack of the damn irritating cough and sore throat. So bad I felt like reaching in and really giving my throat a damn good scratch. Like how a dog thumps its’ tail when you give it a good scratch behind the ears. I mean, you get the picture.
I have been hacking my throat out since last week, and haven’t really got the energy to do anything else except zone out from the medications. Hey, wait-a-minute, I have been zoning out even without the help of the meds. Heheh, I guess I was more spaced out, then.
The kids thought it was hilarious that mummy dearest lost her voice. So they pretty much tried to ruled the roost. The operative word being tried. Cos I would ultimately catch up with them, and in my raspiest voice, give them a piece of my mind. Didn’t work much, coz half the time while disciplining, I was hacking my lungs out till I was teary.
To make matters worse, I started to leak. No shame in it. I admit it. Kegel didn’t really work for me. Took too much effort. Heh. Dammit! I felt so handicapped! Everytime I wanted to let out a big cough, I have to make sure I am seated. You get what I mean, girls.
And I tell you, nothing brings on a migraine attack like a bad coughing session! I felt like the left side of my head was held in a tight hold. Like being held in a vice-like grip. It took all of my self control to walk in a straight line and not be seen like a drunk. Cos for me, when it hits really, really bad, I have to be guided by walls to get around.
But…
That didn’t stop me from hauling the kids to the Night Safari last Friday. I know, very irresponsible of me. But what the heck. I had fun. They had fun. That’s what matters most. And the most important point of it all, they were totally bushed after the trip, they fell asleep like angels. No pillowfights, no arguments over who gets which pillows or which bed to sleep on. Oh yeah, the small one can be quite feisty. And a sneaky fighter.
And I loaded my system with the necessary drugs and got knocked out until nearly 10.30am the next day.
Serves me right. But I deserve it.
I have been hacking my throat out since last week, and haven’t really got the energy to do anything else except zone out from the medications. Hey, wait-a-minute, I have been zoning out even without the help of the meds. Heheh, I guess I was more spaced out, then.
The kids thought it was hilarious that mummy dearest lost her voice. So they pretty much tried to ruled the roost. The operative word being tried. Cos I would ultimately catch up with them, and in my raspiest voice, give them a piece of my mind. Didn’t work much, coz half the time while disciplining, I was hacking my lungs out till I was teary.
To make matters worse, I started to leak. No shame in it. I admit it. Kegel didn’t really work for me. Took too much effort. Heh. Dammit! I felt so handicapped! Everytime I wanted to let out a big cough, I have to make sure I am seated. You get what I mean, girls.
And I tell you, nothing brings on a migraine attack like a bad coughing session! I felt like the left side of my head was held in a tight hold. Like being held in a vice-like grip. It took all of my self control to walk in a straight line and not be seen like a drunk. Cos for me, when it hits really, really bad, I have to be guided by walls to get around.
But…
That didn’t stop me from hauling the kids to the Night Safari last Friday. I know, very irresponsible of me. But what the heck. I had fun. They had fun. That’s what matters most. And the most important point of it all, they were totally bushed after the trip, they fell asleep like angels. No pillowfights, no arguments over who gets which pillows or which bed to sleep on. Oh yeah, the small one can be quite feisty. And a sneaky fighter.
And I loaded my system with the necessary drugs and got knocked out until nearly 10.30am the next day.
Serves me right. But I deserve it.
Even when I'm sick and depressed, I love life.
Arthur Rubinstein
Monday, 19 May 2008
Stupid... Stupider... Stupidest...
Was just trying to kill boredom. Found this.
You figure out who the dimwit was in the first place.
You figure out who the dimwit was in the first place.
Thursday, 15 May 2008
All's Well That Ends Well... I think
Yeah, I know… it’s been a loooong time since I last updated my blog. For a moment, I kinda forgot my url/login/password. Again. Blur babe.
Its 11.24pm as I switched on the laptop. Finally, got the kids to settle down and go to bed. Even with bibik, they can be quite a handful. Both of them.
April was an eventful month for me. And for the family. Went to the neuro, got new meds. Was ok for a while. But a few days back got such a massive attack I had to hold to walls to make my way to the kitchen to take my meds. It was that excruciating. That was how bad my migraine attacks were before my meds were “upgraded”. And those kinds of attacks averaged about once a week.
Where shall I start with the family? The kids were knocked out with the flu superbug, I was a stay-at-home mum for a solid week. They both hit the forties till they hallucinated. Heheh, kinda scared me, those episodes. Yep, both of them. The irritating thing was, the temps usually peaked at 2-3am in the morning. I was up all night alternating between the both of them. I was a walking zombie the whole week. Just as they were on the mend, bibik succumbed to it too. I was a regular at the GP that week. I guess I was running on pure adrenaline the whole freaking week. Till now, I am still trying to catch up on my zzzzzs.
Since I had no alternative but to stay at home to assist bibik with the kids, I called the office to re-delegate the projects for the week. And guess what, the super-duper engineer was so reluctant to take on extra jobs he tried to weasel his way out of it. Even suggesting that I come into the office for just a few hours every day just to make sure things are moving. WTF! If I am showing my face in the office for a few hours, I might as well stay there the whole day, right? (Ok, I am beginning to rant here.) I told him off in my most calm voice – took a whole lot of effort – that my kids are the priority at the moment, and they need me at the moment. I pretty much explained in detail the whats, wheres, and whys of the various projects that was due that week. And guess what; he only managed to cover just about half. Ok, for a dumbass, I guess that took a whole lot of effort.
Kakak missed two exam papers due to the flu. English and MT composition writing. I hope she does well in the main language papers to make up for it. She was still a little groggy from the meds when she sat for the maths and language papers. Next week is the PTC where I get to meet her form-teacher and see her exam scripts. Though hoping to see great results, I an happy if she just made the passing grade. I guess we just have to work harder during the S2 papers to make up for it.
The thing with this superbug, it takes a long while for the body to shake it off. Kakak and bibik are still coughing and sniffling from it. Adik still has runny snot once in a while when he gets too hyper. I think I got to make another visit to the GP this weekend to really kill off the coughs.
The surprising thing is, Both hubs and I have not fallen sick throughout the whole month. That is a miracle in itself. Cos I am usually the “opener” and “closer” of the flu attacks in the house. (Actually I found a little trick.) Its not about loading up on vitamin c – by then its too late, anyways. Just by chance, my throat was feeling a little scratchy, so I grabbed whatever snacks that was in my locker in the office. 2 miserable mini-packs of sundried raisins. Not the most enticing snacks, you might say. But after whacking both packs and washing it down with about two swigs of water, the itchiness in my throat just disappeared. Like dewdrops in the morning sun. Just like that. And they never came back. So I told myself, perfect little flu busters. And now I always have a few minipacks in my locker. And it took me 33 years to find out about it. Sheesh!
Actually, got loads more to tell you, but the thoughts are like just zipping here there everywhere in my mind that I can’t, no, don’t know where to start. I guess this is what happens when you just…. I don’t know… let the world fly by you?
And oh yeah, Happy Belated Mother’s Day to all mothers. I guess that flew past me too.
(Enjoy the following quotes, I couldn’t decide which was the best.)
Making the decision to have a child - it's momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body.
-Elizabeth Stone
At work, you think of the children you have left at home. At home, you think of the work you've left unfinished. Such a struggle is unleashed within yourself. Your heart is rent.
-Golda Meir
There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One is roots; the other, wings.
-Hodding Carter
The most effective form of birth control I know is spending the day with my kids.
-Jill Bensley
There never was a child so lovely, but his mother was glad to get him asleep.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Its 11.24pm as I switched on the laptop. Finally, got the kids to settle down and go to bed. Even with bibik, they can be quite a handful. Both of them.
April was an eventful month for me. And for the family. Went to the neuro, got new meds. Was ok for a while. But a few days back got such a massive attack I had to hold to walls to make my way to the kitchen to take my meds. It was that excruciating. That was how bad my migraine attacks were before my meds were “upgraded”. And those kinds of attacks averaged about once a week.
Where shall I start with the family? The kids were knocked out with the flu superbug, I was a stay-at-home mum for a solid week. They both hit the forties till they hallucinated. Heheh, kinda scared me, those episodes. Yep, both of them. The irritating thing was, the temps usually peaked at 2-3am in the morning. I was up all night alternating between the both of them. I was a walking zombie the whole week. Just as they were on the mend, bibik succumbed to it too. I was a regular at the GP that week. I guess I was running on pure adrenaline the whole freaking week. Till now, I am still trying to catch up on my zzzzzs.
Since I had no alternative but to stay at home to assist bibik with the kids, I called the office to re-delegate the projects for the week. And guess what, the super-duper engineer was so reluctant to take on extra jobs he tried to weasel his way out of it. Even suggesting that I come into the office for just a few hours every day just to make sure things are moving. WTF! If I am showing my face in the office for a few hours, I might as well stay there the whole day, right? (Ok, I am beginning to rant here.) I told him off in my most calm voice – took a whole lot of effort – that my kids are the priority at the moment, and they need me at the moment. I pretty much explained in detail the whats, wheres, and whys of the various projects that was due that week. And guess what; he only managed to cover just about half. Ok, for a dumbass, I guess that took a whole lot of effort.
Kakak missed two exam papers due to the flu. English and MT composition writing. I hope she does well in the main language papers to make up for it. She was still a little groggy from the meds when she sat for the maths and language papers. Next week is the PTC where I get to meet her form-teacher and see her exam scripts. Though hoping to see great results, I an happy if she just made the passing grade. I guess we just have to work harder during the S2 papers to make up for it.
The thing with this superbug, it takes a long while for the body to shake it off. Kakak and bibik are still coughing and sniffling from it. Adik still has runny snot once in a while when he gets too hyper. I think I got to make another visit to the GP this weekend to really kill off the coughs.
The surprising thing is, Both hubs and I have not fallen sick throughout the whole month. That is a miracle in itself. Cos I am usually the “opener” and “closer” of the flu attacks in the house. (Actually I found a little trick.) Its not about loading up on vitamin c – by then its too late, anyways. Just by chance, my throat was feeling a little scratchy, so I grabbed whatever snacks that was in my locker in the office. 2 miserable mini-packs of sundried raisins. Not the most enticing snacks, you might say. But after whacking both packs and washing it down with about two swigs of water, the itchiness in my throat just disappeared. Like dewdrops in the morning sun. Just like that. And they never came back. So I told myself, perfect little flu busters. And now I always have a few minipacks in my locker. And it took me 33 years to find out about it. Sheesh!
Actually, got loads more to tell you, but the thoughts are like just zipping here there everywhere in my mind that I can’t, no, don’t know where to start. I guess this is what happens when you just…. I don’t know… let the world fly by you?
And oh yeah, Happy Belated Mother’s Day to all mothers. I guess that flew past me too.
(Enjoy the following quotes, I couldn’t decide which was the best.)
Making the decision to have a child - it's momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body.
-Elizabeth Stone
At work, you think of the children you have left at home. At home, you think of the work you've left unfinished. Such a struggle is unleashed within yourself. Your heart is rent.
-Golda Meir
There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One is roots; the other, wings.
-Hodding Carter
The most effective form of birth control I know is spending the day with my kids.
-Jill Bensley
There never was a child so lovely, but his mother was glad to get him asleep.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Thursday, 17 April 2008
Still Loopy in the Loop
Yeah... still surviving. Still breathing. Still suffering intense migraine attacks. Went for another check-up at AH yesterday. My neurologist upgraded my meds since the ones he prescribed 3 mths ago weren't helping at all. Sometimes I just feel like banging my head on the table just to block out the pain.
So there, you have a pill-popping junkie in your midst.
Will update more regarding my mental state of health when my brain is all wired up properly again.
Oh yeah, btw, my needs and wants list... scrap it. Just let me sleep all I want. That'll be the best gift of all right now.
(But a new pair of heels won't hurt either)
A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?
Albert Einstein
Thursday, 20 March 2008
HELP..... i... can't... focus...!!!!!!
I am barely surviving.
It's been a few weeks since I last updated my blog. It's not that I've been procrastinating; it's just that I find it such an effort to just... THINK. I mean, my brain is just so dead the moment I get home, I tell you, I can just sit in front of the telly with my eyes glazed over, and not know what the hell I've been watching for the past hour.
So, sorry peeps, just give me time to find my grey matter again. I am so drained, it is taking me aaaaaa llllooooooootttttt ooooooooffffffff tttttiiiiimmmmmmeeeeee just to get this post up.
Bear with it, will ya!
"I can see clearly now, the brain is gone..."
It's been a few weeks since I last updated my blog. It's not that I've been procrastinating; it's just that I find it such an effort to just... THINK. I mean, my brain is just so dead the moment I get home, I tell you, I can just sit in front of the telly with my eyes glazed over, and not know what the hell I've been watching for the past hour.
So, sorry peeps, just give me time to find my grey matter again. I am so drained, it is taking me aaaaaa llllooooooootttttt ooooooooffffffff tttttiiiiimmmmmmeeeeee just to get this post up.
Bear with it, will ya!
"I can see clearly now, the brain is gone..."
Monday, 3 March 2008
Shit Happens
Life can’t get more crappy than it already is, right? Up to my eyeballs in shit and they still think I can take in one more job. Last week in the office I was just moments away from having salty tears ruin my drawings again. Again.
I drag my feet to work. Everyday. I miss the days when I actually wake up and look forward to what the day holds for me. Nothing excites me anymore.
Life is so structured, so monotonous, ITS EYEBALL-GOUGING BORING!
Wake up, shower, get dressed. Check, check, check. Eh, wait. Forget to wear bra. Happened this morning. Mind was preoccupied on how to survive another day in the hellhole, oops, office. Ok, bra on. Check. Kiss kids goodbye, slip into shoes, run to elevator landing. Check, check, check. Run to bus-stop in heels to catch feeder service. #@$%! Bus left just as I reached the main road. Pagi-pagi lagi da sumpah orang!
Reach the office, said a little prayer before switching on the workstation. For peace of mind and also my sanity. Cos it can get a little too crazy. Especially on Monday mornings.
Gone are the days when I can still joke and laugh with my colleagues. My colleagues say that I have turned into a grumpy old fart, coz I seem to lose my top every other minute. How not to, when my engineer is such a DUMB-ASS he puts a stupid donkey to shame.
ARGHHHHH!!!
If only I made a bet with my colleagues today. I think I would have won a few bucks. As predicted, by moi, he AWOL. Again. It's becoming a pattern. Either he comes sauntering in at 9, at noon, or doesn’t come in at all. F***ing Jerk! Today, he didn’t turn up at all. And no phonecall. Zilch, zero, nada, nothing!
An operations staff from the workshops once mentioned that if we were to wait for my engineer to turn up for meetings and make a decision, the company would have “closed-shop” long ago.
My boss have hinted a few times to this bugger to buck up. But it remains to be seen. Gone case lah. I think he is just waiting to collect his bonus end of this month and leave. Well, I say good riddance.
What people say you cannot do, you try and find that you can.
Henry David Thoreau
I drag my feet to work. Everyday. I miss the days when I actually wake up and look forward to what the day holds for me. Nothing excites me anymore.
Life is so structured, so monotonous, ITS EYEBALL-GOUGING BORING!
Wake up, shower, get dressed. Check, check, check. Eh, wait. Forget to wear bra. Happened this morning. Mind was preoccupied on how to survive another day in the hellhole, oops, office. Ok, bra on. Check. Kiss kids goodbye, slip into shoes, run to elevator landing. Check, check, check. Run to bus-stop in heels to catch feeder service. #@$%! Bus left just as I reached the main road. Pagi-pagi lagi da sumpah orang!
Reach the office, said a little prayer before switching on the workstation. For peace of mind and also my sanity. Cos it can get a little too crazy. Especially on Monday mornings.
Gone are the days when I can still joke and laugh with my colleagues. My colleagues say that I have turned into a grumpy old fart, coz I seem to lose my top every other minute. How not to, when my engineer is such a DUMB-ASS he puts a stupid donkey to shame.
ARGHHHHH!!!
If only I made a bet with my colleagues today. I think I would have won a few bucks. As predicted, by moi, he AWOL. Again. It's becoming a pattern. Either he comes sauntering in at 9, at noon, or doesn’t come in at all. F***ing Jerk! Today, he didn’t turn up at all. And no phonecall. Zilch, zero, nada, nothing!
An operations staff from the workshops once mentioned that if we were to wait for my engineer to turn up for meetings and make a decision, the company would have “closed-shop” long ago.
My boss have hinted a few times to this bugger to buck up. But it remains to be seen. Gone case lah. I think he is just waiting to collect his bonus end of this month and leave. Well, I say good riddance.
What people say you cannot do, you try and find that you can.
Henry David Thoreau
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