Friday, 4 April 2014

The Drama's Umi Will Be Right Back!



Thursday, 20 March 2014

Darya & Her Magic Fingers - Hello Prof Teoh!

Dear Darya

Last Monday, after a year long, we went to KKH for your follow up on your fingers. Each time we visit, there will be a panel of doctors present to study and discuss your case. This time round, the Prof invited a family (who has the same case as you but she has complete syndactyly whereby the joint is not as complex as yours) to see how the post-surgery scar will look.

Her syndactyly look something like this:

photo credit: http://emedicine.medscape.com/article/1244420-overview 
a complete simple syndactyly. Note that both the long finger and the ring finger have distinct nail plates with a trough separating them.
 



x-ray of your left and right hand.
 

Whereas yours is complex yet complete. Confusing eh?

WHAT IS SYNDACTYLY listed here.


Prof Teoh said that there are no signs of the skin creeping back up and joining back. Though the fingers that used to webbed still look a little crooked, they are looking good. We just need to massage more often and probably do some exercises in order for the bones to develop well. There is no need for corrective surgery at the moment.

We will see Prof Teoh in 2 years time for the last X-ray as well as to examine your bones development.

All is well, alhamdulilah.

:)




Tuesday, 11 March 2014

Don't Leave Us High & Dry, Singapore!


 

Dear Drama

Singapore has been hit by a dry spell. One of driest since the 1800s (and because of this, the mozzies are breeding and feasting upon our bodies. *insert sad itchy face* Unfortunately, you got it bad. Sorry kiddo.) and fortunately it is also the most windy. Alhamdullilah.

So one hot sweltering weekend, while fanning ourselves silly sitting by the kitchen window with our top sticking to our bodies, we were making small conversation about how pitiful the trees, plants and grass looked. All brown and dying.

I decided to use the recycled bath water (we sometimes keep the bucket full of water for scrubbing the corridor or mopping the kitchen) to water the plants and trees.

I was telling you - "Kesian (Pitiful) right the plants? I am sure they are thirsty like you. If you (kesian) pity the trees and the plants, come help water them ok!" and you happily water the plants saying "Kesian (pity) you pokok (tree)!" 

You even hug a tree saying I SAYANG (Love) YOU POKOK! Hahah of course I am forever camera-ready for that!

Hopefully, this acts as a lesson for her.

1. it teaches her to care for living things (at the same time, of people) around her.
2. it teaches her to not waste water anyhow.
3. it teaches her to be selfless.
4. it teaches her to be thankful.

At the same time, it teaches her to have fun while doing it! (at the same time, working without being paid bahahahha!)

Love
Umi

Monday, 10 March 2014

World Worst Mother Award


...should seriously go to me? Seriously?



Somebody close commented (which got to my ears of course) that i do not know how to care for my own child. That I am not cut out to be a mother.

My parenting style may not be like everyone else. People might think i don't fret enough. I don't seem like i care. I do not want to lose my cool hence I have this poker face exterior when something happened. I don't want to go berserk when I needed to stay calm and think. 

(like the fan blade that cut her ankle one time http://daryathedrama.blogspot.sg/2013/07/goddamn-freak-accident.html
the recent operationvomitus  http://daryathedrama.blogspot.sg/2014/02/bruised-battered-but-not-entirely-dead.html   and  during her 1st month where she projectile vomited blood, unfortunately all during the absence of The Husband and obviously I had to deal with alone. I could have panic and bawl my eyeballs out (ok i did teared for a bit but i told myself to get a grip and get on with the show. I have to stay calm in order to think.)

So this had to happen.

 

Last Saturday, Darya tripped while walking down the curb. She was trying to keep up with me. She was moving a little too fast for her tiny feet and then face planted herself down the curb. My heart skipped a beat because she fell face first and she was motionless for a few seconds. Picked her up and that's when i notice the chip on her tooth. No signs of wobbly remaining of her tooth. No blood elsewhere. I guess the fall really traumatized her. That's when she started crying and didn't stop even when we got back home. She said she needed a hug and not to let go. My heart broke to a million pieces.

I couldn't help blaming myself whenever something happened to her. 

For people happily judging me and calling me names, chin flick to you yo.

It is very unfortunate that all these happened under my care, NOT when The Husband is around.  It is easy to point finger and pass remarks when the shoes don't fit. I am not saying for you to be in my shoes and understand what I am going through. Of course I can't shut those pie-holes from talking shit about me but well life goes on.
Either I take things in stride or moan and weep in self pity. Obviously I am upset but I am not here to fight for any award or prove to people i am the best mother ever. 

Hell no, only god knows what I am going through. Only god knows my battle. 

I know what I am doing. I am her mother.






Thursday, 27 February 2014

Stop Reading Between The Lines, Erda



 "Say Something"

Say something, I'm giving up on you
I'll be the one, if you want me to
Anywhere I would've followed you
Say something, I'm giving up on you

And I am feeling so small
It was over my head
I know nothing at all

And I will stumble and fall
I'm still learning to love
Just starting to crawl

Say something, I'm giving up on you
I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you
Anywhere I would've followed you
Say something, I'm giving up on you

And I will swallow my pride
You're the one that I love
And I'm saying goodbye

Say something, I'm giving up on you
And I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you
And anywhere I would've followed you (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Say something, I'm giving up on you

Say something, I'm giving up on you
Say something... 
"Just Give Me A Reason"

Right from the start
You were a thief
You stole my heart
And I your willing victim
I let you see the parts of me
That weren't all that pretty
And with every touch you fixed them
Now you've been talking in your sleep, oh, oh
Things you never say to me, oh, oh
Tell me that you've had enough
Of our love, our love
Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It's in the stars
It's been written in the scars on our hearts
We're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
I'm sorry I don't understand
Where all of this is coming from
I thought that we were fine
(Oh, we had everything)
Your head is running wild again
My dear we still have everythin'
And it's all in your mind
(Yeah, but this is happenin')
You've been havin' real bad dreams, oh, oh
You used to lie so close to me, oh, oh
There's nothing more than empty sheets
Between our love, our love
Oh, our love, our love
Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
I never stopped
You're still written in the scars on my heart
You're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
Oh, tear ducts can rust
I'll fix it for us
We're collecting dust
But our love's enough
You're holding it in
You're pouring a drink
No nothing is as bad as it seems
We'll come clean
Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It's in the stars
It's been written in the scars on our hearts
That we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It's in the stars
It's been written in the scars on our hearts
That we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
Oh, we can learn to love again
Oh, we can learn to love again
Oh, oh, that we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again