I'll start with the horrible things that had happen over the time when I'm away.... Hmm.. we'll start with the extremely tiring and energy zapping trip I had in Vietnam.
It was a back-to-back meetings plus 1/2 a day conference with loads of stress. The typhoon from Philippines that hit Dananeng, central Vietnam was causing quite a stir. Even by having it more then 100miles away from Saigon, it didn't make things better for me and the conference I was having on Tuesday. It threatened an eminent shift of plans - I was dead worried that I had to cancel my conference as members from Hanoi was not able to make it down to Saigon for it. All flights out from Hanoi were cancelled due to the bad weather, and flying authorities were taking extra precaution to prevent any accidents from happening.
When I got the news, I was already frantically trying to plan for either
1) another separate conference for my members in Hanoi
2) another trip down to Hanoi next week.
The 2nd one was stifling. As difficult as this trip has already been for me - having to be away from Momoo and Phui. Its been emotionally very distressing for me. Well, I don't expect anyone to understand really - but I do really feel the strain. Even through out the trip I was worried how Phui Phui will be doing and if Momoo is able to manage that little rascal without killing each other.
It was really difficult having to leave both of them behind and fly off to Saigon, especially having only phui for less then a month.
But, thank goodness, Momoo was able to manage and though his been overwhelmed with work, he and Phui worked out fine together. That leaves me battling with just work and fatigue.
Meeting the members weren't that bad. In fact, it have been really helpful on my part to meet them - but, it is just too durn packed up and tiring. I was rushing from 1 place to another for my next meeting. Having to meet my country folks for after hours weren't all that bad - but, it just take a toil on me. I guess, its nice to just order room-service and curl up in bed and just slack after such an insane day.
That was the trip itself. A one liner : Energy zapping. 1 word to describe it : TIRING!
I spend almost my entire day on Sunday in A&E. Of all the time that I'm there, I do have to admit that its less crowded compared to TTSH - medical staff sure look less harassed. And, at least, I didn't have to wait for a good 4 hours like the last time I did when I broke my leg and got out in a cast after that really long wait, plus consultation. A good 6hours I reckon for that episode.
Anyway, thank goodness I was in quite a bit of pain to really know how the hours ticked by. It happened right after lunch.... After my bowl of fishball noodle, without oil... I started turning green. I did feel sick, but i didn't know that I literally had a change in colour. I was over at my inlaws place when my hubby suggested that we get back home right that minute. Thank Goodness for his attentiveness, else, I'll probably would have passed out without realising it.
Anyway, on our way down - I realise that I am in so much pain that I couldn't walk straight. We had to rush to the nearest clinic. But, all were close. In the end, we manage to get to one - but it was a long long long long walk from the carpark. That usual short 5min walk was like eions for me. An old man would have grown really impatient with me. I struggled so badly to walk because of the pain that I just simply couldn't continue.
All I remembered was that I was in so much pain my tears just dropped uncontrollably when I tried to stand up and walk. It felt like a sharp and large object coming out abdomen. It was a sick feeling. If it happened for real, I reckon that I'll see blood sprays in all direction. YIKES!
In the end, when I reach the GP - the doc wasn't comfortable to give me any med or diagnosis of any kind. His advise - please go to the A&E. WHAT!!!!??? After all that trouble I took to get my self to the clinic. My usual self would have caught him by his scrawny throat and shake him good.
But .. oh well... I guess he was lucky I wasn't in my usual state.
Trip to Changi felt like a sitting in a bullet train - I bet Momoo must have been racing like an F1 racer. Thank goodness I wasn't killed in traffic before I get killed from the pain.
The minute i walked through the glass entrance of the A&E, I was stopped immediately by the hospital staff who were screening the people walking in. This stick the electronic thermometer in my ear and stuck a bright neon orange sticker - and asked : Did you travel in the last few days ?
Hmm.. I reckon those were questions they usually pose to patients with a temperature.
Me : Yes.
Staff : Where to?
Me : errr... to Vietnam.. .(knowing full well that its one of the Risky Country for the Bird Flu
pandemic)
Staff : (suspicious look) mdm, could you put on this mask and proceed to the glass room over
there.
Me : err.. ok... (feeling like an outcast now... took a glance at Momoo.... hehe... I have company...
not so bad) phew!
Momoo looked a little happy actually.... strange. Later on, he told me that I should tell the docs that I've been in touch with live poultry so he be qurantined too and have a good 1 week away from work. hehe... not a bad idea actually...
but of course, I told the truth. The only contact I had with birds was went I ate them. Yummy!
Anyway, I didn't have to wait very long before it was my turn. The pain wasn't as bad as it was a couple of hours ago - but it still hurt.
The visit was pretty brief. A jab which was absoluately painful - it felt like the needle broke its tip inside my arm. OUCH! :(
(2hours pass)
Back at home - feeling better .. thank goodness
So, that's my episode .. the bad ones since I last blogged.
My next entry -- the happy updates.... .... (",)
