One Eyed Jack

Had a pretty bad insect bite above my left eye last week which resulted in some pretty awful looking swelling and itchiness. It all happened so very quickly during my sleeptime at night that till now I still don’t know what actually bit me.

Anyway, it left me a droopy one eyed look for a day. Papa and Mama also took me to see the doc just to be sure it wasn’t anything more serious than an insect bite. Papa mentioned he was quite relieved that the Insecticons weren’t responsible for it.

I also think the flesh above my eyes must be pretty sweet because just a few days ago, my right eye was stung by another unidentified insect, almost right after my left eye had healed completely. Sigh...

Going Bananas!

I have bittersweet (literally) memories of this yellow-coloured fruit. I vaguely remember about a month or so back when Papa and Mama introduced this fruit to me. It was delightfully sweet and definitely oh so much better than my perilous porridge. My smiley reactions only prompted more and more finger-fuls of banana.

No more than an hour later, I had a bad case of vomiting it all out. Sigh. I guess this could be another fine example of every rose having thorns…

Merry Go Round

I always get worried when I fall sick. According to some unwritten Law of the Sick, babies, like myself, have the uncanny ability to spread all their qualities in an instant. This will include spreading of my love, cheerfulness, laughter, smiles, and unfortunately…my germs…

So, whenever m germs are spread, it has become quite common that the Law of the Sick will result in the Merry-Go-Round syndrome – where, I pass my love to Papa who then passes it to Mama, and just when I’m about getting better, I get the love back from Mama!

Hmmm. Life sure is one funny carnival ride. :-D

Two Docs and a Wedding!

Phew! What a tiring Saturday I had last weekend. I was practically out the whole day! It all started in the morning when Papa and Mama took me back to Hospital Pantai to see my ENT doc for a follow-up check after my op. I had a good time biting his gloved finger when he was checking my stitches. Hee! Anyway, all’s good and well.

Immediately after that, I went to see my PD who gave me a quick examination and then proceeded to give me my second jab for that pneumar thingy. After what I went thru during my tongue op, suddenly this jab felt like only an ant bite. :-p


By the time we rushed home to get ready to go for jiejie Chayenne’s wedding, it was already getting pretty late. Nevertheless, we still tried to go for the church reception – only in time for the pastry and cake refreshment (which looked really yummy to me…sigh). We did hang around for a while, met up with Ah Mah and Ah Kong, before going to this beautiful place called Saloma Bistro for the wedding dinner.

I was very attracted by the set-up of this restaurant. Even the ceiling fans moved at such a slow speed it seemed to hypnotise people. Or maybe it’s just me. They also had this gigantic cake on stage which I’d bet could feed the entire hall of people, and then some. There was also some wonderful singing performances and some video on screen with weird people dressed up funnily apart from the very nice pictures of the bride and groom.


Overall, I really enjoyed myself, or at least until after the fish dish where it was getting past my bed time already so Mama had to take me outside to the cozy lounge to sleep. It had been a really long day for me after all. The consolation of it is that we managed to stay on till the end, albeit spending much of the dinner time on the lounge, it was probably my first wedding dinner that Mama and Papa managed to eat the dessert. :-D They must be so proud of me...hee!

check out the very cool wedding gift - my very own BMW!!! Wee! wonder if it stands for Big Macho Wheels?...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

Runny Nose

Sometimes I feel all the other parts of my body has its own agenda. See, I have not even started to crawl properly when my nose has already begun to run!

Yup, had a bit of a discomfort when those liquids start to roll down my face from my nose. So, Mama has started feeding me some of that sweet medicine syrup for a few days now. Sometimes, she will also put some liquid salt of sorts into my nose to relief my blocked passages.

Sure hope that naughty nose of mine stops running and comes back to me quick. It is quite difficult to breathe, sleep or even feed with a blocked nose. Heck, I can’t even smell my own poop now! ;-(

Nosey Stuffings

Have not been feeling too good for the past two days. Papa and Mama took me to see the doctor two nights ago because I started to make sounds they have not heard before. Boy, these stuffs that get stuck in my nose sure IS getting pretty nasty!

Good news is that doc says it looks quite minor and should clear up within next few days. He also gave some liquid stuff which is to be dropped into my nose whenever I feel uncomfortable ( which has proven to be an obstacle challenge for Papa and Mama so far…hee hee..) and some other liquid stuff for me to drink. Doesn’t taste as good as Mama’s goodness but it sure is pretty sweet! Hope it doesn’t raise my sugar level at my young age!

During my clinic weigh in, I clocked in at 5.46kg, about a week before I collect my third moon. I could have sworn it was 5.47kg before I sneezed. Hmmm.

If nosey stuffings is this bad, I shudder to think what turkey stuffings or Christmas stocking stuffings are like. :-D

Eff Elle You?

Hmmm….didn’t feel too good since Tuesday. Nose seems all stuffy and blocked sure makes my breathing quite difficult. Even drinking mama’s goodness was a challenge.

So Mama put me in my long sleeved outfit for the night. Papa even took out a scary looking nose-sucker thingy. Yelps! Better get well before Papa decides to use that menacing piece of equipment on me.

Dunno what’s wrong with me health. Hope it is not the FLU…