Thursday, February 28, 2008

PIcs.

Daddy requested for photos - so here they are.
Too lazy and busy to blog lately. I am just too busy.


On Valentine's Day.
Me n my cousin Malvis @ Ice Skating rink.
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Learning how to choose a toy for a child. Lots of factors need to be taken under consideration.
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me and Bert.
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Doping team - juz students.
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Doping team. (full members)
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The athlete I mentioned about in the previous post. The first African that I know. :)
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Monday, February 18, 2008

Standard Chartered Marathon 2008.

Standard Chartered Marathon 2008.

Adventure. I actually met someone from Tunisia. I actually met someone with malaria. I actually seen a fat man collapsed due to chest pain. I actually shake hands with top athletes. I actually won praise from the chairman of Asian Athlete Association. I actually worked with so many doctors. I actually … …

Yesterday was indeed one of the most memorable experiences I have had in my life. I was assigned as an official member of the doping team for the Standard Chartered Marathon 2008. I arrived early and helped the seniors with physiotherapy services before gathering at the doping room for briefing. We were given the following instructions:

The athlete is supposed to arrive at the Doping centre in one hour times after he/she cross the finishing line.

We were supposed to follow the athlete and watch their every single move until their doping test is done.

The athlete is not supposed to receive any drinks or food from anybody; they are to choose their own sealed drinks.

Everyone was nervous after the briefing as we going to meeting international athletes and grabbing hold of them at the finishing line is going to be one hard task. The scene was a complete chaos as we waited for the athlete to cross the crucial line. Helicopters were hovering above us, reporters are blocking our views, supporters are cheering their hearts out, and people were walking around trying to squeeze into the crowd.

We tried to co-ordinate with the other officials at the scene as we organized ourselves into two rows. 6 students from Hong Kong Polytechnic, Physiotherapy and 6 students from Hong Kong Baptist University, Physical Education and Recreation Management stood recklessly as we waited.

My athlete was from Tunisia and she was 5th in the Marathon.

Who believe that she actually have Malaria?

She went dizzy.

She went fatigue. Muscle spasm.She need to be wheeled.

Doping test went hay-wired.

I contacted with millions of people. Steven the in-charge. The chairman of Asain athelete association. The champions of this year marathon. Doctors of all ages. Nurses. Physiotherapists.

I watched an obese man with chest man being put on a portable EMG and given shots after shots. (paraffin & adrenaline)

Ended my day eating banana and sending Fabio William John (my athlete) onto the taxi.

Vistied to Auntie Bonnie. She might need another operation today to remove the fluid accumulated at her diaphragm. This is the third time she would be going to be wheeled into the operation theatre. God Bless.



Our lessons played with toys today.

Photos to be uploaded.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Unexpected.

Just short sentences.

Aunt sent for 2nd surgery. Hole in the intestine. Pray that nothing happen again. Complications.
Waited for a surgery to end for the first time in my life. 5 hours just ticked by. I went silence. I do not want to get involve into any conversation. Each has their own sulky face. Their own worries. I am tired. Things are not going right. I have bad dreams too. The weather is not getting warm. Tests are drawing near. Weekends are burnt for extra curriculum stuffs. I need concentration. I need to talk. But what's the point of talking when I can't say what I want to say. I am lethargic. I need to balance my work, my activities annd things that are not in my control. That is hard. I need strength. I need to build my own strength. Hold on.

I am feeling weird because my whole time-table is messed up. I don't feel good when that happen. No one does I believe. I am lacking behind. I need to keep up with my studies and activities amid all these. That's my short term goal for now. Stay alive.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

CNY- 3rd day.

Starbuck Blueberry's Cheesecake. Yummy.
I bought it at St.Teresa Hospital after a visit to Aunt's ward. Some updates: Aunt is getting better but her muscles are getting fatigue and there is an unknown pain on her top right abdomen.
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My lunch on the third day of lunar new year.
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My tour to the Space Musesum.
Watched 2 Imax shows on Black hole and Greek respectively.
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Try walking on the moon. Bouncing, bouncing and bouncing.
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@Rubey Tuesday.
The ribs, the Colonel burger... ... Juicy, Yummy. :D
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Cousin Kevin & tall choco. :)


Bought a Jimmy model at Space Muesum. :)



Enjoyable day.
Happy CNY.
Too lazy to add any description; my intended assignments have been piled up HORRIBLY.
Time for me to start on some work.
Cya.

Friday, February 08, 2008

Happy Chinese New Year!!!

This New Year was a little different but it can consider enjoyable afterall. On the night of New Year eve, I had dinner at 三姨婆's place and then stayed over at St. Theresa hospital to accompany Aunt Bonnie. The next day, I went to 2 houses where my Mum's relatives gathered.Tonnes of relatives which I seriously did not know how to address some of them. "Hi, first time staying in HK for New Year?" "Hi, Mum is in Singapore?" "You adapted to the environment her?"

I am fine. I am happy. It's New Year! Come on!

Well, most of the time, I am playing with my little cousins.

At time, I took them Uncle Wong's house before we headed to Spagetti house for dinner.

Here are some pics.

Uncle Gordon and Dennis.
They say this photo must be taken with my camera cuz I'm gonna put on blog. lol
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My cousins. :D
Looking at different cameras. bad shot.
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HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR to all pp out THERE in the world!!!
May all your wishes come true!!!

Monday, February 04, 2008

When I am down.

When I feel helpless, I feel like I want to cry and this is what I am feeling now. Many of a time, things aren't in your control. You feel like you want something to happen but when people around fails to co-operative, you are often rooted to the ground. We are often hindered to do something because we are concerned about the feelings of others. In such situation, what shall we do?

My Aunt was supposed to have a Total Laparoscopic Hysterectomy (TLH) done on Wednesday afternoon but half way through the surgery, the doctor discovered an adhesion of intestines due to the previous operation and had to switch to Abdominal Hysterectomy (AH). In other words, the abdomen is now suffering from a vertical incision from AH as well as 3 holes from TLH.

To my Aunt, it seems like she had gone through surgery for two times and she has this thinking that she has undergone a really MAJOR surgery. Nevertheless, she was actually feeling and looking fine when I visited her two days after the surgery. However, her conditions declined drastically yesterday night. Her abdomen become extremely bloated and cold sweats started rolling down her forehead. She looked pale and was breathless while talking. When I arrived, Uncle D was there padding on her back; hoping to release the air in her abdomen. I tried teaching her some deep breathing exercises to help her relax but to no avail. Later, the patient across the room advised on some “Fruit skin” juice and Uncle D was in such a hurry that he grabbed me along to go home to cook it. It was 8pm then. I didn’t return to the hospital but it was around 11pm when I reached my hostel.

During my visit today, she looked better with her IV drip back on and a gastric tube through her nose. Below her was a bag, containing a packet of black substances collected from the tube; the doctor had suggested that it was some discharge from the intestines and stomach. Her abdomen was not as bloated but she could only utter a few words to me. I bought her a hot pack to relieve her sore muscles due to prolong bed rest; it was splendid that she felt more comfortable with that. I gave her some massaging and encouraged her to sit up and do some stretching exercises; at least, being a Physiotherapy student, I have a responsibility to keep her muscle active. Before we left, she was able to pass motion; it’s really a good sign.

On further conversation with my relatives, I found out that Uncle D gave her some Fungus capsules and we were discussing about the possibility that it has caused the deteriorating condition. Aunt K and Uncle W had wanted to tell D but they were afraid of heating up an argument as Uncle D has always been strong on his view. He would blame on the food or the water drank in the hospital instead of his capsules.

Discussions after discussions, they did not come to a conclusion; at last, they asked my Mummy in Singapore to help. The outcome is still not known by me yet. It doesn’t matter anyway; I just hope that Aunt Bonnie gets well soon.


From this incident, I have realised how well my Daddy, Mummy and Brother has brought up me. I am now capable of taking care of myself, care about other’s emotions, and stand on my feet to make decisions. When I look at my cousins, I feel helpless. I seriously do not know how to educate them when they are so oblivious of the things around them. One of them, who is only 1.5 years younger than me, couldn’t decide on the things he is going to study. He needs to hand in his subject registration tomorrow and he handed in to his Dad to decide. I asked him to look through on his own and he said, “I should have gone to Mummy today and asked about it. She will scold me if I chose the wrong thing.” All of a sudden, I could not believe what I have heard; most of the 18 years old I know would say that they wouldn’t care about what Mummy thinks as this is their own interest. He is so disinterest in the things he does. How will he ever do it well then? Dishes were left in the sink for 3 days. Doesn’t know how to operate the washing machine and doesn’t even want to learn when I was teaching Uncle W how to do it. If I was like them, my brother would have reprimanded before my parents did. However, I am not their brother and they do not look up to me like how I look up to my brother. I tried to correct them at times, but they will give me astonishing answers that I could never have thought of. Uncle W has also never been a very good role model. As a relative and not really a family member, I dare not say a word. I am not afraid of hurting their feelings as they are young but its Aunt Bonnie who will be hurt that I am fearful of.

This is what I think and it shall remain as what I think. They are not mature enough as Uncles have mentioned. But, I think in such situations, it is the best time to make them grow. Sadly, it is not happening. What shall I do? What can I do? This New Year is really devastating; Aunt is not getting well, cousins are not behaving, relatives are arguing behind each other’s back, my mind is so not concentrated. I have been thinking about so many possibilities that would be happening. I have no mood to exercise, to eat and to complete my intended assignment. Yet, I do not want Daddy and Mummy to worry so much. Am I thinking too much?


Thanks to Bernie for being there online always; answering my questions I have posted. It might just be another normal conversation but it meant so much to me today when I am so down and lost. You might be a jerk to me at times but I never find it hard telling you stuffs. Thanks for being who you are.

I will try to take care of myself and do the best I can.

People varies.

People gossips.

People fights.

When this ‘people’ is referring to relatives and you being a member can just listen, it is unbearable.
I can write, cry, and shout to let out what I feel.

I wrote it here to let God decide what to do, if you know what I meant.

Hope Aunt Bonnie gets well soon.


P.S. I was awarded for the RS-Entrance Scholarship for Outstanding Achievement. It meant something. It will take me sometimes to lift up my spirit and keep up the good work. The problem is that I do not have much time. 5 assignments ahead plus tests at the end of the month.

Belief. Is that what it is needed?

I wrote this post for 2 hours, it does cool me down. :)