I will be going on leave tomorrow and will check in at SJMC for operation the day after.
To be honest, I am a bit scared. Really, I don't know what to expect. Some people said it's going to hurt very much after the operation. But, some people also said, it's not that bad. Whatever it is, I'm sure it's going to hurt. I just hope that it's bearable.
I put up a brave face in front of everybody. I don't want anybody, not even my husband, to know that I am scared. Come to think of it.. who doesn't. Even though going for operation is something common, but it does not happen to everybody.
Oh God, please make it pass like a breeze.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Better Now Than Later
Went to SJMC a couple of days ago for check up. More than a year ago, my gynae noticed that I have fibroid. According to him it is not harmful and I don't have to operate on it if I don't want to. But then these last couple of weeks I don't feel good and my womb area feels uneasy.
At first when Dr. Delaila (SJMC) checked on me, she didn't notice the fibroid. But then further checking showed that the fibroid is there, hidden by my womb. It's quite big.. almost 10cm x 5.3 cm. Obviously.. it has grown from the last time it was discovered.
She asked me to go for operation as soon as possible.
So, the date was set, I'm going to be operated next friday. I asked the doctor whether I can delay it.. but the answer was... "if you don't want any complications in the future, it is better if you operate on it now, when it is still ok. Why do you want to keep it?"
Well, looks like I don't have much choice. Have to go ahead with it, no matter what.
At first when Dr. Delaila (SJMC) checked on me, she didn't notice the fibroid. But then further checking showed that the fibroid is there, hidden by my womb. It's quite big.. almost 10cm x 5.3 cm. Obviously.. it has grown from the last time it was discovered.
She asked me to go for operation as soon as possible.
So, the date was set, I'm going to be operated next friday. I asked the doctor whether I can delay it.. but the answer was... "if you don't want any complications in the future, it is better if you operate on it now, when it is still ok. Why do you want to keep it?"
Well, looks like I don't have much choice. Have to go ahead with it, no matter what.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
What Goes Around, Comes Around
Sometimes you never know what and who may come along your way. That is why it is important for us to remember to be nice to people, no matter who they are, how they look like, what they do, etc.
What Goes Around, Comes Around by Author Unknown
His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer.
One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.
The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.
"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."
"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied, waving off the offer.
At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel. "Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.
"Yes," the farmer replied proudly.
"I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of."
And that he did.
Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in time, he graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.
Years afterward, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia. What saved his life this time?
Penicillin.
The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill.
His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.
Someone once said: "What goes around comes around."
Work like you don't need the money.
Love like you've never been hurt.
Dance like nobody's watching.
Sing like nobody's listening.
Live like it's Heaven on Earth.
What Goes Around, Comes Around by Author Unknown
His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer.
One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.
The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.
"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."
"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied, waving off the offer.
At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel. "Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.
"Yes," the farmer replied proudly.
"I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of."
And that he did.
Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in time, he graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.
Years afterward, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia. What saved his life this time?
Penicillin.
The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill.
His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.
Someone once said: "What goes around comes around."
Work like you don't need the money.
Love like you've never been hurt.
Dance like nobody's watching.
Sing like nobody's listening.
Live like it's Heaven on Earth.
Friday, June 2, 2006
New Bloke in Town
Thank God. Our head of HR reported duty this morning. I feel so relieved. At least I don't have to act on behalf of the department anymore. From now on it will be handled by somebody else.
I was called by the President just now. He thanked me for covering for the post and asked me to extend my assistance to the new Head as much as possible.
Had the chance to go through details of the department with our new Head. Well, he seems OK. Really hope that we will be able to work well together.
In the afternoon, I was called by the COO. He inquired about our new Head and what I think of him. Well, of course I told him it's too early for me to comment. But, my instinct says that he is OK.
The COO, on a personal note, told me that he wished I am the Head instead of somebody else. But, as usual, I told him "you know what my answer would be. I don't want it."
Let's hope everything will be OK after this.
I was called by the President just now. He thanked me for covering for the post and asked me to extend my assistance to the new Head as much as possible.
Had the chance to go through details of the department with our new Head. Well, he seems OK. Really hope that we will be able to work well together.
In the afternoon, I was called by the COO. He inquired about our new Head and what I think of him. Well, of course I told him it's too early for me to comment. But, my instinct says that he is OK.
The COO, on a personal note, told me that he wished I am the Head instead of somebody else. But, as usual, I told him "you know what my answer would be. I don't want it."
Let's hope everything will be OK after this.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Work, Work and Work
Oh my God... I have been swarmed by work. So many things to do and so little time.
I'm feeling the pressure of being the Acting Head of HR. So many issues need to be solved. Bosses pulak duduk asyik panggil. I have told the President so many times to get a permanent Head of Department. I'm just not willing to take up the responsibilities... not in HR. I am not ready to sacrifice my time and myself for the sake of the company.
According to the President, we might get somebody early of next month. I really hope so as I need to go for my operation. I have already postponed it once and I don't think I can wait any longer.
I'm feeling the pressure of being the Acting Head of HR. So many issues need to be solved. Bosses pulak duduk asyik panggil. I have told the President so many times to get a permanent Head of Department. I'm just not willing to take up the responsibilities... not in HR. I am not ready to sacrifice my time and myself for the sake of the company.
According to the President, we might get somebody early of next month. I really hope so as I need to go for my operation. I have already postponed it once and I don't think I can wait any longer.
Monday, May 15, 2006
Handwriting On The Wall
I found this story which touches my heart. Of course my daughter didn't write on the wall, but sometimes when she gave me her drawings (which thank God happen to be on the paper), my heart will be overflooded with love and joy.
Handwriting on the Wall
A weary mother returned from the store, lugging groceries through the kitchen door. Awaiting her arrival was her eight-year-old son, eager to relate what his younger brother had done.
"While I was out playing and Dad was on a call, T.J. took his crayons and wrote on the wall! It's on the new paper you just hung in the den. I told him you'd be mad at having to do it again."
She let out a moan and furrowed her brow.
"Where is your little brother right now?"
She emptied her arms and with a purposeful stride, she marched to his closet where he had gone to hide. She called his full name as she entered his room. He trembled with fear -- he knew that meant doom!
For the next ten minutes, she ranted and raved about the expensive wallpaper and how she had saved. Stressed over all the work it would take to repair, she condemned his actions and total lack of care. The more she scolded, the madder she got. Then stomped from his room, totally distraught!
She headed for the den to confirm her fears. When she saw the wall, her eyes flooded with tears.
The message she read pierced her soul with a dart. It said, "I love Mommy," surrounded by a heart.
Well, the wallpaper remained, just as she found it, with an empty picture frame hung to surround it.
A reminder to her, and indeed to all, take time to read the handwriting on the wall!!!
Handwriting on the Wall
A weary mother returned from the store, lugging groceries through the kitchen door. Awaiting her arrival was her eight-year-old son, eager to relate what his younger brother had done.
"While I was out playing and Dad was on a call, T.J. took his crayons and wrote on the wall! It's on the new paper you just hung in the den. I told him you'd be mad at having to do it again."
She let out a moan and furrowed her brow.
"Where is your little brother right now?"
She emptied her arms and with a purposeful stride, she marched to his closet where he had gone to hide. She called his full name as she entered his room. He trembled with fear -- he knew that meant doom!
For the next ten minutes, she ranted and raved about the expensive wallpaper and how she had saved. Stressed over all the work it would take to repair, she condemned his actions and total lack of care. The more she scolded, the madder she got. Then stomped from his room, totally distraught!
She headed for the den to confirm her fears. When she saw the wall, her eyes flooded with tears.
The message she read pierced her soul with a dart. It said, "I love Mommy," surrounded by a heart.
Well, the wallpaper remained, just as she found it, with an empty picture frame hung to surround it.
A reminder to her, and indeed to all, take time to read the handwriting on the wall!!!
Tuesday, May 9, 2006
Fun Weekend
Weekend was great.
Hubby's cousin came over with her husband and children. Ellix was very happy to spend some time with other kids.
I prepared some food and had picnic (brunch) by the pool side. Much to my delight... all the food habis. Tak sangka pulak the simple brunch menu of salad, spagheti with mushroom and asparagus and roast chicken can be so yummy. Infact, the sausages prepared for the kids pun tak cukup and I had to go upstairs and cooked some more.
It was quite difficult to get the kids out of the pool. But after 3 hours of swimming, I had no choice but to force them. They finally got out after I promised to let them watch cartoon, uninterrupted!
Tak sangka pulak simple activities macam ni can be so much fun.
Hubby's cousin came over with her husband and children. Ellix was very happy to spend some time with other kids.
I prepared some food and had picnic (brunch) by the pool side. Much to my delight... all the food habis. Tak sangka pulak the simple brunch menu of salad, spagheti with mushroom and asparagus and roast chicken can be so yummy. Infact, the sausages prepared for the kids pun tak cukup and I had to go upstairs and cooked some more.
It was quite difficult to get the kids out of the pool. But after 3 hours of swimming, I had no choice but to force them. They finally got out after I promised to let them watch cartoon, uninterrupted!
Tak sangka pulak simple activities macam ni can be so much fun.
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