Pose of the Day!

My Tiger Bank

Papa has opened a bank account for me!! Yippie! Not sure what that means yet, but it must be something good, right?

I even have my own Tiger coin box at home now. But it seems that Papa is the one who is more fascinated about feeding Mr. Tiger with coins. Must be something about the sound of tinkering coins. Hmmm.

Laid Low and Stitched

Whew! Am really glad that the ordeal is over. I would consider the operation last weekend as a major milestone of my growing up phase. Imagine having to fast from food of all sorts about 4-5 hours prior to the operation; having to wake up so early in the morning in order to reach the hospital by 7.30am.

Upon registration, I was dressed up in an adult operatee apparel (see! I knew people my age seldom go for ops!) and wheeled in this ultra cool four sides of steel cage to the operation floor.

The nurses were quite shocked to see such a happy smiley face going into an operation. Papa and Mama told me to be strong that day, so I cannot fail them. Hee! My ENTertainment doc was surprisingly not there yet. Sometime after 8.30am, he finally came to start the procedure by giving me some kinds of gas that made me pass out. When I came to, the operation was already over! Didn’t feel any pain at all at that time (thanks Mr Gas) but it only kicked in sometime later that night.

Check out those spidey web-shooters on my left wrist....hee!

The operation was pretty fast too – no more than 30 minutes, including the waiting time. By 9.15am thereabouts, I was already reunited with Papa and Mama again, who carried me back to my ward where I rested for the next few hours for observation. My mouth area did feel some numbness though…

my ward number...2253...specially for any readers who feel lucky....hee hee...

Anyhow, I had a four-bedded ward all to myself! It was a pretty cool ward with FOUR teevees hanging from the ceiling! Now if I could convince Papa to hang a few more likewise back home…My doc came to check on me slightly after noon and said should be OK for me to go home. He did warn that drinking Mama’s goodness may be a challenge for the next few days. Also, my stitches should come off by itself or disappear together with my acidic saliva (hee!) within the next few days.

By 3.30pm, we left for home, with memories of this scary adventure of my first (and hopefully last!) ever operation. I overheard that the total cost involved is even higher than the cost incurred to deliver me from the same hospital!

Back to my playful self!

Guess it isn’t easy to raise me up huh? Thank you Papa and Mama for bringing me through this. Hopefully now with my tongue released, I can look forward to becoming more of a chatterbox in the future…

Ahhh....it's finally over! :-D

Taxing Walker Danger

I have a new toy to play with at Mrs D’s house. You see, Sis Angie (one of the other two girls with me under Mrs D’s care) has no more need for this baby walker so I get to play with it all day long now. Wee!

Initially, I was only able to move in reverse gear…but now, after weeks of stick shift practices, I think I am ready for any Nascar walker races, if any. Hee! Dunno why people still see me as a hallway hazard...

Simple little gadget, but it sure helps in preventing me from falling again and again. Quite embarrassing to fall down at a regular rate in front of so many ladies ya know? Shhhhh…:-p

Tongue-Tied No More!

My operation last Saturday was a success. Thanks for all your prayers!! Ever since the day I found out that I had to go for this operation, I have been restless almost every night.

During the operation, it didn't hurt as much as I thought. My ENTertainment doc had his own way of kocking me out whilst he worked on my tongue. Felt like some kind of gas, but I became too sleepy to find out what.

Anyway, it was the pain after the op that I'm still trying to deal with. Currently resting and recovering at home with Papa and Mama.

All in all, am tryly thankful and relieved that it is over. Can't wait to fully recover and 'unleash' my freed tongue now. Hee!

Funny Face Friday!

My Favourite Bolster

Whenever I have difficulties sleeping at night, I would reach out to see if there is anything that I can grip, erm, hug or snuggle with. Most of the time I would find my favourite bolster to my right, which would immediately help me calm down to sleep.

I wonder if any adults also have a favourite bolster too?