Mummy's uncle just passed away. :(
Im not particularly close to this uncle but heard about his story from Grandma. Grandma was crying so hard on the phone just now. It's heartbreaking. :(
02 November 2011
Essence of Chicken
The night after I was discharged for the 2nd time, Daddy was watching TV in the living room (or so I thought) whilst I was in the room when I heard Daddy call for me...
"Miss Goh~~... Where are you~~?" he asked in a sing song manner.
"Something must be wrong!" I immediately thought.
"No I should say Mdm Goh... Where are you???" he asked again, this time louder.
And I immediately knew why he was looking for me and hobbled to hide in the bedroom toilet.
But of course he found me. And he asked "Why are you hiding?" I shook my head and did not answer. Then we both laughed our heads off.
"Why you laugh kitten?" "You know why I'm looking for you meh?" he said. I nodded my head and said "You want to make me drink essence of chicken!" And we both laughed our heads off. "how come you know?" He asked in between his laughter and I replied that I just know. Maybe from the way he calls me.
I still hate the taste of chicken essence but because Daddy already heated it up for me, I had to drink it so that I don't waste it. My strategy is to pinch my nose and glup it down to shorten my misery. Sometimes the taste comes back up but that's unavoidable. Wonder who thought of bottling chicken essence.. What a bad idea in my opinion! Grrrr!
That night I didn't sleep well and the next morning, didn't wake up as early in the morning. Daddy left me to sleep until before he had to go off to work.
"Wake up Kitten.. Why are you sleeping like a baby?" he said. Then he bent down above me and told me to grab him to help myself sit up. Not knowing what was happening, I did what he said and then he handed me a hot bottle of chicken essence:
"you made it for me?" i asked. "Yes, now you must drink a bottle every day. I'm gonna make it for you every morning before i go to work" he said. "and after work today, I'm going to buy somemore"
"it's too hot!" I said "I'll drink it later" and then I left it on the side table beside our bed to cool. "Are you going to throw it away after I leave?" Daddy asked. I shook my head and did drink it in the end.
Although I'm not sure how long Daddy can keep up the effort and I absolutely hate chicken essence, I thought it was sweet of him to do that. To-date, It was the last time Daddy heated up chicken essence for me in the morning (hahaha) .
"Miss Goh~~... Where are you~~?" he asked in a sing song manner.
"Something must be wrong!" I immediately thought.
"No I should say Mdm Goh... Where are you???" he asked again, this time louder.
And I immediately knew why he was looking for me and hobbled to hide in the bedroom toilet.
But of course he found me. And he asked "Why are you hiding?" I shook my head and did not answer. Then we both laughed our heads off.
"Why you laugh kitten?" "You know why I'm looking for you meh?" he said. I nodded my head and said "You want to make me drink essence of chicken!" And we both laughed our heads off. "how come you know?" He asked in between his laughter and I replied that I just know. Maybe from the way he calls me.
I still hate the taste of chicken essence but because Daddy already heated it up for me, I had to drink it so that I don't waste it. My strategy is to pinch my nose and glup it down to shorten my misery. Sometimes the taste comes back up but that's unavoidable. Wonder who thought of bottling chicken essence.. What a bad idea in my opinion! Grrrr!
That night I didn't sleep well and the next morning, didn't wake up as early in the morning. Daddy left me to sleep until before he had to go off to work.
"Wake up Kitten.. Why are you sleeping like a baby?" he said. Then he bent down above me and told me to grab him to help myself sit up. Not knowing what was happening, I did what he said and then he handed me a hot bottle of chicken essence:
"you made it for me?" i asked. "Yes, now you must drink a bottle every day. I'm gonna make it for you every morning before i go to work" he said. "and after work today, I'm going to buy somemore"
"it's too hot!" I said "I'll drink it later" and then I left it on the side table beside our bed to cool. "Are you going to throw it away after I leave?" Daddy asked. I shook my head and did drink it in the end.
Although I'm not sure how long Daddy can keep up the effort and I absolutely hate chicken essence, I thought it was sweet of him to do that. To-date, It was the last time Daddy heated up chicken essence for me in the morning (hahaha) .
01 November 2011
2nd time (Part 2)
The next morning I was woken up early. When I opened my eyes, I saw a whole group of nurses in front of my bed, they said they were handing over the shift and introduced me to the nurses who were in the ward the day before and the new nurses on the shift. After that I saw a number of hospital personnel including the doctor on duty, a medical officer, a physiotherapist and the senior doctor in charge that day.
At about 7.30am I texted Daddy to wake him up and then fell asleep after waiting for a short while for his reply. When I woke again it was about 8.00am and there was still no response from him. "Shit" I thought, "He must have overslept". So I started to call him on his mobile and at home. Still no response / answer until i heard a familiar voice say "Hello Mummy" and a familiar head looking at me.
It was a working day and i didn't expect sleepyhead Daddy to be able to wake up in time to come to the hospital to see me before work. He said he knew I must be bored and all alone in the hospital so he got up early to bring me young coconut juice and the slippers he forgot last night. So proud of him.
Daddy had to go to work, so he left after a short while. Whilst he was away at work, I had many discussions with the doctors / therapists. One doctor kept on trying to pursuade to get the X-ray but all of the rest said they understand why I choose not to although they recomend the X-ray. Many check ups and routine monitoring later, they finally allowed me to discharge since I refused to do the X-ray and I was unable to get any real rest in the hospital. After discharge I need to wear compression socks for as long as I am inactive (i.e. lying in bed / sitting for long periods of time). Basically, unless I am out of the house, other than bathing and going to the toilet, I am supposed to wear the socks 24/7.
The nurses advised Daddy to bring a wheelchair from the carpark level to ferry me down to the carpark as I was still unable to move around well. But when Daddy came to my ward with the wheelchair during his lunch time, the nurses had not finished completing the necessary administrative work for my discharge so we waited and waited.
Daddy started to play with it whilst we wait....
Looked like he was having fun... haha
At about 7.30am I texted Daddy to wake him up and then fell asleep after waiting for a short while for his reply. When I woke again it was about 8.00am and there was still no response from him. "Shit" I thought, "He must have overslept". So I started to call him on his mobile and at home. Still no response / answer until i heard a familiar voice say "Hello Mummy" and a familiar head looking at me.
It was a working day and i didn't expect sleepyhead Daddy to be able to wake up in time to come to the hospital to see me before work. He said he knew I must be bored and all alone in the hospital so he got up early to bring me young coconut juice and the slippers he forgot last night. So proud of him.
Daddy had to go to work, so he left after a short while. Whilst he was away at work, I had many discussions with the doctors / therapists. One doctor kept on trying to pursuade to get the X-ray but all of the rest said they understand why I choose not to although they recomend the X-ray. Many check ups and routine monitoring later, they finally allowed me to discharge since I refused to do the X-ray and I was unable to get any real rest in the hospital. After discharge I need to wear compression socks for as long as I am inactive (i.e. lying in bed / sitting for long periods of time). Basically, unless I am out of the house, other than bathing and going to the toilet, I am supposed to wear the socks 24/7.
The nurses advised Daddy to bring a wheelchair from the carpark level to ferry me down to the carpark as I was still unable to move around well. But when Daddy came to my ward with the wheelchair during his lunch time, the nurses had not finished completing the necessary administrative work for my discharge so we waited and waited.
Daddy started to play with it whilst we wait....
Looked like he was having fun... haha
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