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We accidentally killed our 6ft Christmas tree summer this year. Perhaps the word ‘accident’ is a weeeeee bit misleading… We actually cold-blooded left it in the hot sun in extreme thirst to die. ( ಠ ͜ʖಠ)

Erm, don’t look at me…. look at him *points at Mojuju* ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯

So this year I ordered a 80-100cm tree for Christmas which was cheap (for a reason)………. and we ended up with a dwarf Christmas tree (๑♡⌓♡๑). Sigh… Christmas trees…  can never get it right……. Well at least with this tree we can slowly grow it every year (PLEASE MOJUJU STOP TORTURING THE POOR PLANTS) with the children! By the time they are 20 years old we would probably have to plant the tree down in the ground for it’s size….. ♡ ~(‘▽^人) Yes but first, we need to keep it alive……. ༼ ಢ_ಢ ༽

Another thing we can never seem to ‘get it right’ is parenting.

Ever wished that being a new parent comes with an IKEA instruction book? I did, I still do. Sometimes being a parent (I’m not even a new parent anymore) really is challenging. We never know if the next thing we do will turn our kids into a psychopathic serial killer. Did Jeffry Dahmer’s parents knew??? Where did they even go wrong?

A lot of us take the parent role as an educator. We are to educate and to teach our innocent young spawns the right and wrong; the good and bad; actions and consequences. Afterall, if not us, who would teach them all these right?

But have you ever looked at your child as a teacher?

Instead of taking the role as an educator and teacher, step back and look at your children; what can you learn from them? I can tell you in my personal experiences, my children has taught me more valuable lessons than any self-improvement or self-help book can ever provide.

I remember the joy in Lil’Tuesday’s face when she was self aware in the bath, splashing the water in the tub. Oh that simple joy of discovering water! When was the last time I splashed some water and simply appreciate the sensation of water? I remember the look on Mr.Monday’s face when I dared him to run under the pouring rain. He was so ‘frighten’ of the rain, and he was avoiding it like a plague. The confused look he had when I stood in the rain and got myself wet, with him joining and screaming in delight later.

But one major lesson I’ve learnt from Mr. Monday these past few weeks was forgiveness.

Continue reading “Parenting is more about learning than teaching.”

I’m meaning to blog 2 days ago after seeing a massive rainbow on the way home from work. But I didn’t. Because I was too busy trying to bake mooncakes for Mr. Monday.

Yesterday I saw a small rainbow as the radio was reporting about deterioration of the Queen’s health. Sadly, a great loss to the country, she rested in peace yesterday.

Continue reading “God save the Queen”
Drew this on my new s22 ultra 😀

I can’t believe it’s been a year since Lil’Tuesday join our unit of odd-family. She’s still such a baby in my eyes…. And I still remember how she was helplessly a newborn.

We didn’t make a massive first birthday party for her, because my in law isn’t with us, and neither are my parents. I somehow do feel quite guilty towards Tuesday because while Mr. Monday got a MASSIVE birthday celebration and endless birthday gifts. Mojuju also was working on night-shift which ended on Tuesday’s birthday so I was really worried we were going to do NOTHING.

Thank god Mojuju agreed to go out to celebrate it.

Continue reading “Little Tuesday turns 1!!!”

The first time I ever heard of serotonin syndrome was in my very first job as a doctor— in psychiatry. WOOPS– no I defo did not read that as a medical student (tsk tsk bad student). In my defense I was the top 20 graduate in my batch and was awarded pass with honours xD! (See how flawed the education system is? If a clown like me could graduate with honours?!?!).

After being discharged from the mother and baby unit (basically a psych unit),  I recovered well! I attended the Women’s inspiration class every week with my new friend (Let’s call her Eve; not her real name but close enough xD). I was getting VERY motivated and inspired from that class, and started decluttering the house. I FILLED A 4TON SKIP (You know the thingy that garbage truck load your trash into???) on my own! I definitely don’t miss ANYTHING I threw away. And even those that I was hesitating, now gone, did NOT make me feel like my life is missing anything.

Continue reading “I have serotonin syndrome and it’s not as rare as you might think!”

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Since my last update, Chinese new year has literally came and gone by, I have failed and passed my driving theory test, had my doctors messed up with my medication, lost my phone and got a new one, and last but not least, lost my entire savings to my new-used-car.

First thing first, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°. This is the time of celebration, reunions and appreciation! Another year has gone by and COVID is unfortunately still here?! (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞!!! Unfortunately due to personal circumstances we couldn’t travel back home for Chinese New Year; so the ‘reunion’ part of it is really bummed. At this rate Mr. Monday and Lil’ Tuesday are gonna be complete white-washed half-baked Asians (ू˃̣̣̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣̣̣ ू).

I had the entire house cleaned out for CNY but it took only 2 days for the entire house to be turned upside down, infinite amount of laundry needed folding in the basket ╥﹏╥. Unfortunately I wasn’t aware that my medication doses were unintentionally lowered by my doctors— but all is well! It was picked up before I spiral back to where I started. But gosh, I was wondering why I constantly feel so tired, and everything around me felt so slow…. and…. a few of my plants actually died because I just had no energy to care ╥﹏╥….

Continue reading “Chinese New Year 2022!”

Mr. Monday started having seriously high fever on Sunday night. Mojuju nursed him throughout the night but his fever did not go down.

“He’s roasting like a pig!” Mojuju tried to dress him to nursery. “I don’t think he can go nursery like this.”

“I don’t wanna go school,” Mr. Monday was whining half asleep.

So for the past 2 days he has been at home with me. His fever was manageable on calpol and neurofen and he ate all his meals too. On Monday night I checked him for Kawasaki signs (more info here) , which reassured us as we went to bed. I was however increasingly concerned about his flushed face. It wasn’t just the red cheeks that bothered me, there was something odd about his appearance which now I realise; his entire face was red except around his lips!

As if one sick child wasn’t enough, Lil’ Tuesday started to have chicken pox symptoms on the day itself

Tuesday (the day, not the baby lol) was brutal. Mr. Monday was having high fever all day, while Lil’ Tuesday’s chicken pox was full blown. Poor girl had fluid filled rashes (like really full of water) all over her body AND genitals, AND FACE, AND LIMBS. She’s only 4 months and doesn’t know what itch means, or what scratching is. She was generally irritable, uncomfortable, wouldn’t settle.

At this point I felt like my hair was going to fall out.

Then at night (Tuesday night), Mojuju brought Mr. Monday to me and told me he was complaining of anal pain. This is a red herring, he has an anal fissure because he wipes his ass so clean that even his skin came off lol. While examining his butt and putting barrier cream for Monday, I felt the skin of his belly and back, then told him to show me his tongue. His tongue which had a thick white covering in the morning, is now fully red with small red bumps. Strawberry tongue, I thought to myself. I ran my hand up and down his back again. Sandpaper rash…exactly the same as the boy I once seen in my paediatric posting. I’ve only felt it once, but I could never forget the sensation of such tough skin texture.

“His fever is not going down even with neurofen,” Mojuju exclaimed.

“He has strawberry tongue and his skin feels like sandpaper,” I told him.

“What does that mean?” 

“I think he has scarlet fever. If he does, he needs antibiotics as soon as possible before he goes septic since it’s been 2 days. If it’s not scarlet fever, I’m scared that it could be kawasaki”.

“So I’ll bring him to A&E now—“

“But the skins on his hands aren’t peeling so I don’t think it’s Kawasa–”
Mr. Monday cried in the midst of our discussion, “I want to see doctor!”

So off Mr. Monday went with Mojuju to the paediatric hospital while I stayed home with Lil’ Tuesday who was struggling with chicken pox. It was 8 hours wait, they came home at 6.30 A.M.. Mojuju was furious. It appears Mr. Monday was triaged as viral fever and they had put him at the bottom of the list. Even children that came hours after Monday was seen earlier. I was just relieved that Monday was seen, and that he did not need any hospitalisation.

“I told them, ‘look, it’s either scarlet fever, or Kawasaki, choose one quick’,” Mojuju explained. His eyes were weary from being awake all night.
“So what was it?”

“It was scarlet fever. Monday got some antibiotics now”

Continue reading “Mr. Monday infected by Group A Strep aka Scarlet Fever!!! Then Lil’ Tuesday…”

Before I go any further, I’d like to thank everybody for the overwhelming support regarding my postnatal depression. Here’s some love for all of you  (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧!! I’m still recovering but I’m in a much better place now; thanks for asking! There are even some who reached out to me, just to let me know that I am not alone and shared their experiences with me too. ༼☯﹏☯༽. That is one of the most touching gesture, as I first handedly know just how difficult talking about them is. I think with that, I have achieved my aim of ‘breaking the taboo’ and raising awareness. Σ(-᷅_-᷄ ๑) Also if you messaged me and I did not reply this week, it’s because my phone is now with the insurance company after I cracked and broke the screen and backglass (talk about being unlucky (˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )). I’m so glad I actually signed up for house insurance because only recently Mr. Monday broke our 65″ TV with a yoyo and it was replaced by the insurance company. And now, my phone! The £250 I paid a year definitely paid off — ʱªʱªʱª(ᕑᗢूᓫ∗)

 

I’m quite reluctant to blog about this, it is actually the reason why I haven’t been updating my blog since the entry before last. But then again I thought, if I hide it (as I am doing), then I am quite a hypocrite for telling others to understand mental health issues and not look at it as a taboo. So here I am, a second post about my dumbass depression that I hate very much, and I also very much hate to talk about it.

 

 

There has been a major H5N1 avian flu outbreak in the UK recently. I’m sure even non-chicken keepers have heard of H5N1 in the past (I know I have, even back in Malaysia. H5N1 is highly contagious, and although there is a low risk transmission to humans, half a million birds have been culled at present as it can cause severe pneumonia. Basically it’s like COVID 2.0 (but this isn’t the first H5N1 outbreak).

To protect our chickens (and ourselves), we have to place them in a covered run (aka massive cage). Yes, very unfortunately they cannot enjoy the freedom they are very used to. It seems to happen every winter anyway; when the birds are migrating. We basically need to avoid our little chicks from getting in touch with any infected birds’ poo and saliva. Most of the carrier of H5N1 are actually wild birds; and I’m sure you know that birds poo like rain! Even when they are flying!!

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