Dammit! I don't know what's wrong now but my new FujiFIlm S5500 camera got something loose inside it. Then, when I switch on/off the camera there is s slight gear crunching noise. Haiyo.
This was how my FujiFilm 2800z "died" last March (2003)
Official Announcement
To whom it may concern,
On 18th of December 2004, at 10:03PM, Christine CHOW Kim Lam, weighing 2.75Kg, was born to the parents of CHOW Fook Cheong and Esther Kee Heng Kiau.
And as of 27th of December 2004, at 12:00PM, Christine CHOW Kim Lam is Officially and Legally recognised as a Citizen of Malaysia. Oh, yes, she can now terrorise the whole World with her screams, starting with Malaysia. Heh.
We will not be responsible for any broken hearts, soiled attire and mainly, broken appliances within arm's reach.
Yours sincerely,
Mr. and Mrs. CHOW Fook Cheong
On 18th of December 2004, at 10:03PM, Christine CHOW Kim Lam, weighing 2.75Kg, was born to the parents of CHOW Fook Cheong and Esther Kee Heng Kiau.
And as of 27th of December 2004, at 12:00PM, Christine CHOW Kim Lam is Officially and Legally recognised as a Citizen of Malaysia. Oh, yes, she can now terrorise the whole World with her screams, starting with Malaysia. Heh.
We will not be responsible for any broken hearts, soiled attire and mainly, broken appliances within arm's reach.
Yours sincerely,
Mr. and Mrs. CHOW Fook Cheong
Jaundice Alert!! Part II
So sad to say, Kristine's jaundice reappeared again today. I tried to get her into the Sun but she was screaming her lungs off and also, there wasn't much Sun this morning. Since I am already stressed out by this, my parents offered to send her back to the Hospital for more UV light treatment. The last treatment cost us RM900 or threabouts. Ouch
Update:1330
Ok, the fear is over as the jaundice level was only 161 (via blood test), so the Doctor said everything is fine, and Kristine gets to come back home. Phew!
And as for me, Kristine rewarded me with a trail of half-digested breast milk all the way down to my legs,leaving a nice puddle there.
Since there is nothing much to do, here is a shot of what happens when hair, phlegm and other stuff get mixed in the sink trap for a few days. No wonder the water went away so slowly..........Update:1330
Ok, the fear is over as the jaundice level was only 161 (via blood test), so the Doctor said everything is fine, and Kristine gets to come back home. Phew!
And as for me, Kristine rewarded me with a trail of half-digested breast milk all the way down to my legs,leaving a nice puddle there.
Kristine's Smile
Merry Christmas!!!
And for the first time, I gave Kristine a breath of fresh air in our garden after I bathed her, and she was so happy that she smiled.
Yeah, she smiled today, in fact, she smiled more than before. (Before that, her smile looks more like an evil snigger. Or maybe, it was an evil snigger after all, with all the poo-poos she let out.)
And for the first time, I gave Kristine a breath of fresh air in our garden after I bathed her, and she was so happy that she smiled.
Yeah, she smiled today, in fact, she smiled more than before. (Before that, her smile looks more like an evil snigger. Or maybe, it was an evil snigger after all, with all the poo-poos she let out.)
Me giving Kristine her bath for the first time
This was the best shot I got. Kristine smiles changes very fastHotel Assunta
You check into the beautifully decorated Hotel, where the friendly staff at the counter will assist you. After the registration, the Bellboy will take your luggage to the appropriate floor where you will be shown to your room. Your air-conditioned room would be fully furnished, along with the complementary TV, hot drinks, telephone and the usual wonderful view from the window. The bathroom would reveal a nice bath or jacuzzi and the staff would come as soon as you have placed an order on the phone. All this plus the pampering of an expensive Hotel. But if you need any medical assistance, if the House Doctor is not in, you would have to go to the nearest clinic or make an appointment.
Nice, eh? How about this:
You check into the clean and germ-free Hospital, where the friendly Nurses at the counter will assist you. After the registration, the Husband will take your luggage to the appropriate floor where you will be shown your room. Your air-conditioned room would be fully furnished, along with the complementary TV, hot drinks, telephone and the usual wonderful view from the window. The sanitised bathroom would reveal a nice shower and the sexy Nurses (ahem) would come every hour to check on both you and your baby. All this plus the comfort that you are medically safe. But if you need any medical assistance, its either the Nurses or wait for the Doctor to arrive in the morning.
Any difference?
No, I don't think so too. So, during Kristine's re-admission for her jaundice, I have been staying in the Hospital with my Wife for the past two evenings. We take turns sleeping to watch over her and trying to keep ourselves from going blind with the UV light. And in the morning, after a quick shower, its off to the Office again.
And today, Kristine was discharged. One good thing about the Hospital is that I think there is an option to rent the UV lights where we can continue the treatment at home. But knowing myself, things would break apart within minutes in my hands. So, I declined the offer. Anyway, her jaundice levels have subsided, from 257 to 156. But don't ask me how they know because I am sure there is no such thing as a jaundice meter, let alone a colorimeter for measuring the yellowness of the skin. Heh.
Nice, eh? How about this:
You check into the clean and germ-free Hospital, where the friendly Nurses at the counter will assist you. After the registration, the Husband will take your luggage to the appropriate floor where you will be shown your room. Your air-conditioned room would be fully furnished, along with the complementary TV, hot drinks, telephone and the usual wonderful view from the window. The sanitised bathroom would reveal a nice shower and the sexy Nurses (ahem) would come every hour to check on both you and your baby. All this plus the comfort that you are medically safe. But if you need any medical assistance, its either the Nurses or wait for the Doctor to arrive in the morning.
Any difference?
No, I don't think so too. So, during Kristine's re-admission for her jaundice, I have been staying in the Hospital with my Wife for the past two evenings. We take turns sleeping to watch over her and trying to keep ourselves from going blind with the UV light. And in the morning, after a quick shower, its off to the Office again.
And today, Kristine was discharged. One good thing about the Hospital is that I think there is an option to rent the UV lights where we can continue the treatment at home. But knowing myself, things would break apart within minutes in my hands. So, I declined the offer. Anyway, her jaundice levels have subsided, from 257 to 156. But don't ask me how they know because I am sure there is no such thing as a jaundice meter, let alone a colorimeter for measuring the yellowness of the skin. Heh.
A Poo-poo in the hand is worth ..............
You know, when there are only the two of you in an elevator and someone lets it rip, you know its him because, he will have that innocent "Who, me?" on his face when you look accusingly at your friend. Its no point asking your friend to confess because:
1) Your Butt department will not fart without telling your Brain department
2) Ghosts do not fart
With that look on his face and those Bambi eyes, yeah, those Bambi eyes, he will be defending his "innocence" throughout the whole elevator trip. You know its him, he knows its him but the accusation it won't stick. In the end, both of you will have to deal with the bio-gas instead.
So, that was the same with Kristine. Just after her meal, she decided to give me her first present or should I say, her first biological present: A poo-poo in the hand. And she gave me that same "Who, me?" look after that. But suffice to say, I am quite happy, except for the fact that Kristine would do this after each feeding. And sometimes, after a nappy change too, which we have to start all over again.
This is what it looked like. More like creamed wasabi
1) Your Butt department will not fart without telling your Brain department
2) Ghosts do not fart
With that look on his face and those Bambi eyes, yeah, those Bambi eyes, he will be defending his "innocence" throughout the whole elevator trip. You know its him, he knows its him but the accusation it won't stick. In the end, both of you will have to deal with the bio-gas instead.
So, that was the same with Kristine. Just after her meal, she decided to give me her first present or should I say, her first biological present: A poo-poo in the hand. And she gave me that same "Who, me?" look after that. But suffice to say, I am quite happy, except for the fact that Kristine would do this after each feeding. And sometimes, after a nappy change too, which we have to start all over again.
This is what it looked like. More like creamed wasabi
Jaundice Alert!
Today, both Kristine and Mom are admitted back to the Hospital. We did notice the skin was a bit yellowish but then again, to us, it was normal. Only when my Wife brought her to see the Doctor, (since today was a scheduled follow-up visit) Kristine was confirmed to have Jaundice.
Funnily enough, the Doctor said Kristine was ready to go home despite my insistence of staying just another day in case it (jaundice) really developed. Yeah, everyone believed the Doctor except me.
Oh, well, I am going to go over there soon, after rushing back from servicing my customers
Update: 2045
OK, just came back to take my bath after fetching Mom home. She has to cook dinner (special Confinement Value Meal) for my Wife since the Hospital UV Sun Tan package did not include meals for her. After this, I am going back there, to spend the night with them.
Kristine hates the UV and the eye-patch we made for her. The moment we put her onto the bed, she knows it and would cry. (The irony is, she might be eagerly paying more for this 20 years later). The Nurse told us that although Kristine was fine, Jaundice would not be detected until after a few days for some.
Funnily enough, the Doctor said Kristine was ready to go home despite my insistence of staying just another day in case it (jaundice) really developed. Yeah, everyone believed the Doctor except me.
Oh, well, I am going to go over there soon, after rushing back from servicing my customers
Update: 2045
OK, just came back to take my bath after fetching Mom home. She has to cook dinner (special Confinement Value Meal) for my Wife since the Hospital UV Sun Tan package did not include meals for her. After this, I am going back there, to spend the night with them.
Kristine hates the UV and the eye-patch we made for her. The moment we put her onto the bed, she knows it and would cry. (The irony is, she might be eagerly paying more for this 20 years later). The Nurse told us that although Kristine was fine, Jaundice would not be detected until after a few days for some.
Mommy trying to comfort poor KristineSlow motion Rally in Semenyih
"I'll fax you the map, its very easy to ge there"
Yeah, right. So, be warned, when people tell you these things. This is Murphy's Law at its best.
So, when I followed the Map, it was fine. Everything on the map was spot on, and with a 10 metre accuracy. However, what the Map did not say was, for the last 2 Kilometres:
1) There are no tarred roads, only rocks (big pebbles), water and yellow earth
2) The Building is hidden behind the hill
3) You either need a 4x4 or a lorry to continue further
4) The muddy road looked as if a herd of fat hippos tripped themselves all over the place last night
5) If you fall off, there is a nice lake for your swimming pleasure
So, there I was, contemplating whether to go back or not. I was choosing the former because the scenery was so beautiful and I was thinking of coming back the next day with my camera. Heh. So, just to make sure that its the correct path, i gave them a call.
Me: Hello, is this XXX company?
Her: Good Afternnon, this is XXX company.
Me: I was given a Map to your place and I am not sure if this is the route.
Her: [Decribing the route].... so, you just go straight on until you see the white building
Me: White building?
Her: Yes, you see it?
Me: Nope, by the way, its hard for me to cross this path as I have a problem with my car
Her: Haaaaa...........
Me: My car is so lowered I cannot cross the path
Her: Oh... Haaaaa...........
You know, at this time, I am very encouraged to go over the path and strangle her too
This is the one time I really regretted lowering my car as it will be like driving a Formula 1 car on a Rally course. So, for the next gruelling 10 minutes or so, I had to slowly maneuvre the path. I try to imagine I was in a Rally, but with time going sloooooooooooooowwwwly.........
With the Sun's rays reflecting from the whitish yellow earth, it was painful for my eyes and I cannot rest them as this would mean expensive repairs to my car's fibreglass. I can bet you, the lorry drivers are laughing like mad far far away. So, driving 1st gear and with the still wet mud, I can feel the car sliding into deep depressions (which is not so easy to get out of) and the rocks scraping the car underneath.
It was a horrible horrible track. But then again, the scenery with the bright sun, is wonderful. I have never seen such beautiful cliffs eroded by rain.
Yeah, right. So, be warned, when people tell you these things. This is Murphy's Law at its best.
So, when I followed the Map, it was fine. Everything on the map was spot on, and with a 10 metre accuracy. However, what the Map did not say was, for the last 2 Kilometres:
1) There are no tarred roads, only rocks (big pebbles), water and yellow earth
2) The Building is hidden behind the hill
3) You either need a 4x4 or a lorry to continue further
4) The muddy road looked as if a herd of fat hippos tripped themselves all over the place last night
5) If you fall off, there is a nice lake for your swimming pleasure
So, there I was, contemplating whether to go back or not. I was choosing the former because the scenery was so beautiful and I was thinking of coming back the next day with my camera. Heh. So, just to make sure that its the correct path, i gave them a call.
Me: Hello, is this XXX company?
Her: Good Afternnon, this is XXX company.
Me: I was given a Map to your place and I am not sure if this is the route.
Her: [Decribing the route].... so, you just go straight on until you see the white building
Me: White building?
Her: Yes, you see it?
Me: Nope, by the way, its hard for me to cross this path as I have a problem with my car
Her: Haaaaa...........
Me: My car is so lowered I cannot cross the path
Her: Oh... Haaaaa...........
You know, at this time, I am very encouraged to go over the path and strangle her too
This is the one time I really regretted lowering my car as it will be like driving a Formula 1 car on a Rally course. So, for the next gruelling 10 minutes or so, I had to slowly maneuvre the path. I try to imagine I was in a Rally, but with time going sloooooooooooooowwwwly.........
With the Sun's rays reflecting from the whitish yellow earth, it was painful for my eyes and I cannot rest them as this would mean expensive repairs to my car's fibreglass. I can bet you, the lorry drivers are laughing like mad far far away. So, driving 1st gear and with the still wet mud, I can feel the car sliding into deep depressions (which is not so easy to get out of) and the rocks scraping the car underneath.
It was a horrible horrible track. But then again, the scenery with the bright sun, is wonderful. I have never seen such beautiful cliffs eroded by rain.
The mud is OK, but I am worried about looking underneath
This reminds me, I have not washed my car for months. Yes, months
This is what happens when you have a missing mudflap
And the Father ran away.....
OMG! I have never expected such a beautiful package can just make so much chocolate!
[Imagine half a cup of melted cadbury's, mix in a bit of green colouring and voila! First bio-waste from Kristine!!!]
The smell was unbearable, even worse than my meal of Petai and garlic. So, doing what a new-born Father would naturally do, I ran to the other room. It was fine until both Wifey and Mom discovered my disappearance (within seconds). So, I was forced to get some hot water back into the room..........
I tell you, even Fear Factor is no match for this kind of torture.
[Imagine half a cup of melted cadbury's, mix in a bit of green colouring and voila! First bio-waste from Kristine!!!]
The smell was unbearable, even worse than my meal of Petai and garlic. So, doing what a new-born Father would naturally do, I ran to the other room. It was fine until both Wifey and Mom discovered my disappearance (within seconds). So, I was forced to get some hot water back into the room..........
I tell you, even Fear Factor is no match for this kind of torture.
Moron customer
You know, one thing I hate are people who do not know what is going on, but keeps on shouting on the hopes that the situation for them would get better.
I was busy liaising with the person-in-charge (PIC) regarding the requirments for thier newly installed PBX when this nut, every few minutes kept shouting, "My phone is not working!" or "I can't connect to the Network". He was really getting on my nerves, what with other people nearby who sussed that I was the Phone guy for the day, kept asking things like:
i) Can you do this/program for me?
(At the risk of bypassing your PIC or possibly your Boss, no)
ii) Why when I plug the phone here, it does not work?
(Because the floor plan said, no phone is supposed to be there)
iii) Why is my fax machine not working? It was fine this morning
(Because you switched it off, you moron)
iv) Why is my phone white?
(Because your purchaser is allergic to Red. No, seriously, so that you can tell the difference between a Digital Keyphone and a normal single-line phone, which are meant for non-important slave like yourself)
So, once I got things sorted out, I gave him a test call from the other end of the room. He was suprised his phone actually rang:
Me: Hello, is this extension 102?
Him: Er, yes.
Me: Was there a problem with your phone?
Him: Yes, it was not working.
Me: Really? If it was not working, it would not have rung, right?
Him: .............
Me: Anyway, thank you for using Telekom Malaysia
(The company used other Telco and not Telekom)
Him: Uh, OK.
Then , a few minutes later, I can hear him, "I can't connect to the Network!", which means, now the poor IT Guy is next.
You know, just to irritate him, I could disguise my voice and call in as a Tele Marketeer or IT Support guy to tell him what to do to get his Network link working. Maybe I would ask him to look for all the cables under the desk and yank it all out or get him to move his Notebook to the toilet or something.
I was busy liaising with the person-in-charge (PIC) regarding the requirments for thier newly installed PBX when this nut, every few minutes kept shouting, "My phone is not working!" or "I can't connect to the Network". He was really getting on my nerves, what with other people nearby who sussed that I was the Phone guy for the day, kept asking things like:
i) Can you do this/program for me?
(At the risk of bypassing your PIC or possibly your Boss, no)
ii) Why when I plug the phone here, it does not work?
(Because the floor plan said, no phone is supposed to be there)
iii) Why is my fax machine not working? It was fine this morning
(Because you switched it off, you moron)
iv) Why is my phone white?
(Because your purchaser is allergic to Red. No, seriously, so that you can tell the difference between a Digital Keyphone and a normal single-line phone, which are meant for non-important slave like yourself)
So, once I got things sorted out, I gave him a test call from the other end of the room. He was suprised his phone actually rang:
Me: Hello, is this extension 102?
Him: Er, yes.
Me: Was there a problem with your phone?
Him: Yes, it was not working.
Me: Really? If it was not working, it would not have rung, right?
Him: .............
Me: Anyway, thank you for using Telekom Malaysia
(The company used other Telco and not Telekom)
Him: Uh, OK.
Then , a few minutes later, I can hear him, "I can't connect to the Network!", which means, now the poor IT Guy is next.
You know, just to irritate him, I could disguise my voice and call in as a Tele Marketeer or IT Support guy to tell him what to do to get his Network link working. Maybe I would ask him to look for all the cables under the desk and yank it all out or get him to move his Notebook to the toilet or something.
New Toys
You know, sometimes when you have itchy hands, you sort of make trouble for yourself. So, here I was, in a shop which I was not supposed to go and I just saw these 4 HotWheel toys which were quite different from the normal ones. So, They told me, I can have it for RM10 for three cars and the fourth one is RM4. I said fine.
Little Ms. Engineer (Update VIII)
At 2203, 18th December, 2004, Kristine CHOW Kin Lum came into the World weighing at about 6.1lb (2.75kg). Whew!
But being there to witness the actual event, I was so proud and happy and sad and hopeless and nervous (and every other emotions) at the same time.
It all started on Thursday morning (0400) when she told me that her contractions are getting more and more regular. So, we got into the car and went straight to the Hospital. Everything was prepared and therefore, thre was no rushing or panicking. Throughout the day, her contractions were still consistent at 5 minutes while her cervix was still at 10% dilated.
By night, there was no change and therefore, the Doctor would give her some drip/medication in the next morning to help speed up the process. Then her contractions became more and more frequent, which I think is about 3 minutes apart. However, at 1300, the pain was getting more intense so we allowed for epidural. (Little did I know that epidural was though her spine and not the IV as I thought) By 2030, her cervix was at 50%, which I thought was good progress.
Unfortunately, its was getting more and more painful for her and at 80% it was not enough for safe delivery. So, the Nurse (Norhayati) helped her to achieve 95%. I offered my arm for her to grab, which resulted in scratches and bruising, to my total suprise, it did not bleed. By 2130, the Doctor has arrived and the process begins.
It was a bit gory and despite everyone's belief (and to mine) I did not faint on the spot. But let me tell you this, red liquid and vacuum suckers definite do not mix. The Doctor pulled the baby (via vacuum sucker thingy instead of forceps) out by timing with the contraction. She pushed and pushed while I encouraged her. It was quite fast and was over in less than one and a helf minutes. I keep thinking about the blood loss which the Doctor told me, is at the rate of one litre per minute.
Since the baby's head was soft, where the vacuum sucker thingy was attached to her head, it formed into a big lump as if the baby had a bee-hive hair-do. I was quite excited and kept taking photos until the Nurse wheeled her into the Nursery.
Anyway, the baby is quite alert and has quite a temper (like me). And by this morning, I spoilt her by holding her too long. Now she wants people to hold her to sleep. Esther also recovered very quickly this morning while I am still tired. Happy but tired.
Deep in my Heart, I am lucky it was not a boy because I do not know how to smoke a cigar. Heh
Here are more shots:
After 2 days in the Hospital, it was well worth it. However, seeing how my wife, Esther, suffered (and how bruised was my arm when she grabbed & clawed it), I might agree with her that one is enough.
But being there to witness the actual event, I was so proud and happy and sad and hopeless and nervous (and every other emotions) at the same time.
It all started on Thursday morning (0400) when she told me that her contractions are getting more and more regular. So, we got into the car and went straight to the Hospital. Everything was prepared and therefore, thre was no rushing or panicking. Throughout the day, her contractions were still consistent at 5 minutes while her cervix was still at 10% dilated.
By night, there was no change and therefore, the Doctor would give her some drip/medication in the next morning to help speed up the process. Then her contractions became more and more frequent, which I think is about 3 minutes apart. However, at 1300, the pain was getting more intense so we allowed for epidural. (Little did I know that epidural was though her spine and not the IV as I thought) By 2030, her cervix was at 50%, which I thought was good progress.
Unfortunately, its was getting more and more painful for her and at 80% it was not enough for safe delivery. So, the Nurse (Norhayati) helped her to achieve 95%. I offered my arm for her to grab, which resulted in scratches and bruising, to my total suprise, it did not bleed. By 2130, the Doctor has arrived and the process begins.
It was a bit gory and despite everyone's belief (and to mine) I did not faint on the spot. But let me tell you this, red liquid and vacuum suckers definite do not mix. The Doctor pulled the baby (via vacuum sucker thingy instead of forceps) out by timing with the contraction. She pushed and pushed while I encouraged her. It was quite fast and was over in less than one and a helf minutes. I keep thinking about the blood loss which the Doctor told me, is at the rate of one litre per minute.
Since the baby's head was soft, where the vacuum sucker thingy was attached to her head, it formed into a big lump as if the baby had a bee-hive hair-do. I was quite excited and kept taking photos until the Nurse wheeled her into the Nursery.
Anyway, the baby is quite alert and has quite a temper (like me). And by this morning, I spoilt her by holding her too long. Now she wants people to hold her to sleep. Esther also recovered very quickly this morning while I am still tired. Happy but tired.
Deep in my Heart, I am lucky it was not a boy because I do not know how to smoke a cigar. Heh
Here are more shots:
[There she is, all cleaned up and looking fresh]
[Father and Daughter]
[She loves to sleep a lot]
[My Parents or should I say, Kristene's Grandparents]
[Three Moms and a Girl]
Little Ms. Engineer (Update VII)
Its past midnight now, and I was curteously advised by the Nurses to get lost since there are no available beds for nervous hasbands and the Visitor's Room has been locked for the night. There is no change in her contractions which are about 5 minutes apart and by the time I left her, its getting stronger and she can't really sleep with all these, what with the Nurses checking on her every hour too.
Because of my Gout, she had to rub my hand every now and then (except during contractions where her rubbing is stronger). So, both of us were moaning in pain inside the room, and mine was louder. I think the Nurses outside thought I was trying to experience the pain with her.
We did receive a few happening calls, (where everyone asked what happened). It was very painful for her to experience contractions whe whole day long while the baby is taking her own sweet time playing the Diva.
Anyway, this morning, she was given some painkillers (so did I) and was vomiting after breakfast. And she did mention last night that the Doctor is going to give her some medication to speed up her contractions today.
Because of my Gout, she had to rub my hand every now and then (except during contractions where her rubbing is stronger). So, both of us were moaning in pain inside the room, and mine was louder. I think the Nurses outside thought I was trying to experience the pain with her.
We did receive a few happening calls, (where everyone asked what happened). It was very painful for her to experience contractions whe whole day long while the baby is taking her own sweet time playing the Diva.
Anyway, this morning, she was given some painkillers (so did I) and was vomiting after breakfast. And she did mention last night that the Doctor is going to give her some medication to speed up her contractions today.
Little Ms. Engineer (Update VI)
Well, I am back from the Hospital and she is still there. Her contractions are every 5 minutes apart since 4AM this morning. So, there is no change.
Most of the day, we spend reading papers, flicking swtiches (OK, I was the one) which we're not supposed to, moving about and nodding our heads like those bobbing head toys when the Nurses advised/talked to us.
So, I got back, had an hour's' sleep and then after dinner, I am going back there again. But I am getting worried now as my right hand just suffered another Gout attack and I might not hold the baby real tight when she comes out.
It could be fun if I can spend the night there as I dun want her (to face this) alone
Most of the day, we spend reading papers, flicking swtiches (OK, I was the one) which we're not supposed to, moving about and nodding our heads like those bobbing head toys when the Nurses advised/talked to us.
So, I got back, had an hour's' sleep and then after dinner, I am going back there again. But I am getting worried now as my right hand just suffered another Gout attack and I might not hold the baby real tight when she comes out.
It could be fun if I can spend the night there as I dun want her (to face this) alone
Little Ms. Engineer (Update V)
Ok, its now slightly after 4:30 in the morning and she is saying the contractions are nearly 5 minutes apart. Within 10 minutes, everyone has woken up and is now ready to go to the Hospital.
Little Ms. Engineer (Update IV)
OK, she had some very strong stomach cramps in the early morning and I failed to time them since they were so far apart and I fell asleep a lot. She insist its just pain in the lower area while I said its contraction. Luckily Rachel SMSed me and also, from her experience, its contraction. But she (my Wife) now said the pain has subsided and she's going off to sleep. Lucky her.
Damn! Now my right hand is painful from Gout and also I have a full day today.
Its going to be anytime now and I' wished I got a Video cam...............
Damn! Now my right hand is painful from Gout and also I have a full day today.
Its going to be anytime now and I' wished I got a Video cam...............
Ants in my car II
Well, they are it again.
You know, when you're in a Cruise, you would always like to go to the top of the ship for the fresh air and the smell of seagull farts. This is very different from travelling in an aeroplane where the Captain tells you to be quiet and sit down by switching on the seat-belt sign. In a ship, you're free to go anywhere, so long as you do not go overboard (physically and literally). Anyway, the moment you have finished opening your luggage and spilling everything all over place, you'd be rushing off to the top deck. Well, if you're not, your friends or some obscene human being who unfortunately happens to be your relative would be having a Tug-o-War with you and the ship.
So, while you're all up there, you'd be enjoying the view of miles and miles of water all around you. Its almost the same as being in a swimming pool except that no one farts in the water. So, once you're up there, the next thing that would be forming inside your brain would be, apart from your body's enthusiastic reflex of donating (throwing) your last meal (and your Cadburys) to the Sea, would be to get more food. What better else to enjoy the Sun and Sea with more even more food.
So, here I am, driving at 60kmh in Sungai Buloh when I noticed two ants running around inside the dashboard. (They're imagining its a ship) Well, there is nothing much I can do at this point except to look at them. OK, there is a transparent platic between them and me and they know this. I'll bet they're gesturing their mandibles in an obscene manner at me.
A few minutes later, four more ants decided to join in the fun. And there you have, six ants running about in the dashboard, without a care in the World. Like the Cruise ship, once they have settled in, they decided to have a picnic. Yes, they decided to bring a dead bug into the dashboard through the Odometer counter. For the next few minutes, they're trying to decide which way to go and also, who is going to win the Tug-o-War.
I know this is distracting because looking at the dashboard while driving is dangerous. Its the same as trying to stop your passengers from winding down the window during the rain when you farted. Very dangerous indeed. So, the only way to get rid of them would be to use the Speedometer's needle to swipe them off.
I had to wait at the road side for the ants to go into position. Once they're at the 50kmh area, I pressed on the go-go juice and see the needle swing.
Rats. They scuttered into the 200kmh region. There is no way I can swing the needle that far due to the fact that it would take me ages to reach it since its a 1.6 and also, this happens to be a 60kmh (Or 100kmh to others) stretch. I can still imagine them doing obscene gestures with their mandibles at me.
Later, I think they got bored because there is only one ant left on the dashboard who is pulling the dead bug and fighting gravity at the same time. Oh, here's another ant going frantically around, looking for his friend. I think they're trying to find each other:
Ant #1: Ernie! Where are you?!
Ant #2: emmrg morgh mhrrgh
Ant #1: What? I can't hear you?
Ant #2: Ismmgf mmeght mmmmg mgggg!!!!
Ant #1: What? I still can't hear you!
Ant #2: I sai.... ah f@*&!!!!(The dead bug fell off)
Ant #1: Oh, there you are. You're only 30 feet away (Ant scale, that is)
You know, when you're in a Cruise, you would always like to go to the top of the ship for the fresh air and the smell of seagull farts. This is very different from travelling in an aeroplane where the Captain tells you to be quiet and sit down by switching on the seat-belt sign. In a ship, you're free to go anywhere, so long as you do not go overboard (physically and literally). Anyway, the moment you have finished opening your luggage and spilling everything all over place, you'd be rushing off to the top deck. Well, if you're not, your friends or some obscene human being who unfortunately happens to be your relative would be having a Tug-o-War with you and the ship.
So, while you're all up there, you'd be enjoying the view of miles and miles of water all around you. Its almost the same as being in a swimming pool except that no one farts in the water. So, once you're up there, the next thing that would be forming inside your brain would be, apart from your body's enthusiastic reflex of donating (throwing) your last meal (and your Cadburys) to the Sea, would be to get more food. What better else to enjoy the Sun and Sea with more even more food.
So, here I am, driving at 60kmh in Sungai Buloh when I noticed two ants running around inside the dashboard. (They're imagining its a ship) Well, there is nothing much I can do at this point except to look at them. OK, there is a transparent platic between them and me and they know this. I'll bet they're gesturing their mandibles in an obscene manner at me.
A few minutes later, four more ants decided to join in the fun. And there you have, six ants running about in the dashboard, without a care in the World. Like the Cruise ship, once they have settled in, they decided to have a picnic. Yes, they decided to bring a dead bug into the dashboard through the Odometer counter. For the next few minutes, they're trying to decide which way to go and also, who is going to win the Tug-o-War.
I know this is distracting because looking at the dashboard while driving is dangerous. Its the same as trying to stop your passengers from winding down the window during the rain when you farted. Very dangerous indeed. So, the only way to get rid of them would be to use the Speedometer's needle to swipe them off.
I had to wait at the road side for the ants to go into position. Once they're at the 50kmh area, I pressed on the go-go juice and see the needle swing.
Rats. They scuttered into the 200kmh region. There is no way I can swing the needle that far due to the fact that it would take me ages to reach it since its a 1.6 and also, this happens to be a 60kmh (Or 100kmh to others) stretch. I can still imagine them doing obscene gestures with their mandibles at me.
Later, I think they got bored because there is only one ant left on the dashboard who is pulling the dead bug and fighting gravity at the same time. Oh, here's another ant going frantically around, looking for his friend. I think they're trying to find each other:
Ant #1: Ernie! Where are you?!
Ant #2: emmrg morgh mhrrgh
Ant #1: What? I can't hear you?
Ant #2: Ismmgf mmeght mmmmg mgggg!!!!
Ant #1: What? I still can't hear you!
Ant #2: I sai.... ah f@*&!!!!(The dead bug fell off)
Ant #1: Oh, there you are. You're only 30 feet away (Ant scale, that is)
Little Ms. Engineer (Update III)
OK, she's not due yet as the Doctor told her not to come in. But we might have to make a decision if the little miss decides to come during the weekend which there is no one to help deliver. So, I'll be on alert until Thursday or so. I'll just have to notch this as a False Alarm
All in all, what a scare today.
All in all, what a scare today.
Little Ms. Engineer (Update II)
OK, I have settled most of the things now, and my friend told me not to go outstation today. So, I'll just sit in the house, be a little guy and wait for my Wife to do what she wants to do before noon
Little Ms. Engineer (Update I)
Just a few minutes ago, she told me what her Sis-in-Law told me:
These are the signs that the show will start in a few hours time.
Of all the days I have to go outstation (300KM away)
These are the signs that the show will start in a few hours time.
Of all the days I have to go outstation (300KM away)