Haiyah, really pantang!
I was discharged on 22 Dec full of spirits and high hopes that at least I can do some shopping and perhaps celebrate Christmas with mum at the nursing home even though I am not up to taking her home.
Managed to cook something to eat (rice porridge made with pork bones and some lean meat, as if I have any choice as these were the only things left in my freezer.) Ran 3 lots of laundry in the machine and managed to hang them up for drying the next day even though I felt lousy. Had wanted to go to the market but couldnt even reach Block A as I felt like toppling over. Aiyah, what is happening?
Rested the whole day-survived on the rest of my porridge/beehoon. I am going to starve if I do not make it to the market!! Struggled to the market in the afn to get some chicken/fish fillet. Went home and managed to cook some beehoon with part of the fish fillet.
Felt lousy the next day-still having a balancing problem and it is indeed frightening as I am staying alone. Decided to go to hospital. Packed some clothes as I well know that CKF is going to admit me. One of the reasons being that I am staying alone and there is no one to take care of me! So kind of him, urgh. But does he know the amount of money that I have to cough out each time I stay in the hospital!
Till now, we still cannot pinpoint the cause of the balancing problem. Suggested that I have an MRI this morning 26th Dec. Hopefully, there is no stroke or something sinister in the brain......
Not a very nice thought, isnt it? The experience of staying in a hospital over Christmas is already bad enough. Missed out on all the parties and dinners .....
The thought of the meeting on Monday 28 Dec at 2pm is so, so annoying. Why cant she have it when school reopens. It is still not late, right. I barely had a holiday as I had to invigilate the SPM exams.
That's what makes me mad!!
One thing that makes me brighten up a bit is WT and YN brought mum to see me and she is assured and happy that everything is under control. My main worry is always about her-she is so close to me and she feels absolutely lost without me.
WC is arriving on Sunday morning. My car is ready and HJC is bringing the car to the hospital so that WC can come to the hospital to pick up the car. How did I survive without the car, ah? The hopping on and off the buses must have caused one of the stones to be dislodged and caused an obstruction consequently a serious infection.
Well, that's life. I hope everything will be alright starting 2010. Lord, please give me the strength to cope with life in the coming year and Lord, please dont give me any more trials/tribulations as they are too much for me to take any more at this age. Pray that everything will be fine, Amen.
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