2008-06-28

Possible it is... with prayers and faith... and all your prayers~~ (thank you~~, friends)

Hi there…
Before I start…
The “pre-requisite” is as below:
Final Story of My Mother 媽媽最後的故事
My father's condition

On the 18th May, my father got much better…
I took a few photos of him to let him see how he himself looked like… as he’s been lying in bed for nearly 2 months
That day, he’s pretty “genki”… the respirator had been taken out and he could breathe with his own lung, though, the trachea hole still exist, as the doctors were not sure if he would need it again, in any case his lung would fail…
My father could not remember what’d happened and did not realize that, he’s been in hospital, in bed, in and out ICU twice within these 2 months… thus, when he got better… the usual naughty expression came out again…
I asked him to do the “V” sign and he added with his own one after that…

On the 27th May,
My father could sit pretty steadily in chair… though…
He actually fell down twice… one was when I fell asleep during his ‘sponging’ time, which when I opened up my eyes, he was on the floor… he probably couldn’t believe also, why his feet didn’t have enough strength to walk him through the distance from the bed to the washroom…
However, nothing severe happened to him… I asked him why he didn’t give me a shout… he told me he did, and I didn’t responds… ya, I gathered, maybe I was too tired at night…
During the days when I was with him in the hospital, the best time for me to sleep, was when the student nurses came to clean him in the morning… but when he fell down, that’s also the time after sponging, the nurses didn’t wake me up… I was scared… (it’s 2 months of heartache and hard work especially for my 2 brothers… I was so scared that, in the end, it’ll fail again)

The second time, was when he got even better, and he could skip the ‘sponging’ part, but use the shower directly… I didn’t know how strong his feet and legs were and that I asked him to stand against the wall for a while… but when he fell down, he fell down without any sign… even when I was just next to him, trying to catch him, he still had his forehead knocked on the bathroom floor… a funny way that he fell down, like inverted “V”…

When my father was discharged, he could only take liquid form food, ie. the porridge from the hospital (as they mash up and grind the cooked rice) and horlicks… we tried to give him normal porridge, or wanton, he couldn’t have them… especially while the NG tube was still in his nose, into his stomach…
I was worried… how was he going to gain back his physical strength with limited food as such??
For nearly a week, my father was mainly on hospital porridge (which he didn’t even finish any of them) and mainly horlicks... he hated the Enercal milk that the hospital provided, but I fell in love with Enercal J

1 day after he got home… he fell down in the washroom at home, as again, we didn’t know how weak/strong his legs are, just a split second, he knock his head on the floor with his inverted “V” shape posture…
The next morning, a loud knock on the floor woke us up… as he got up from bed trying to walk, which obviously he hasn’t recovered well physically yet, his lips were injured quite a bit…
This time, it came to realization to him that, he needed to be more patient about himself… though, half of the time, he still forgets…

It’s coming to 3 weeks now…
This is my father ^_^

ps: that day… I thought we’re all going to be orphans~~

2008-06-27

How much is your personality worth?

Sometimes… Don’t you wonder… how much is a person’s personality worth??
Maybe you will tell me that I shouldn’t weigh a person…
Which I can tell you for sure, I don’t… but… it’s when you’re disappointed, and you’re betrayed
Instead of being so disappointed and sad and depressed and end up having yourself in no-good condition in terms of health, mental stability…
It’s pretty worth while to kinda ‘weigh’ the person…

Some personalities are as light as a 10-dolloar note…
Some personalities are only as equivalent as a meal, or an ice-blended coffee…
Some personalities are as heavy as your house… and some are unweighable…

I can say, my friends’ personalities are unweighable…
Most of them, probably are comrades… comrades in life… going through ups and downs together… supporting each other…
Sometimes, maybe even need to share the float once in a while…

However… let me tell a story of somebody’s personality, which is worth… a 4-letter word only… ie. CRAP

Most of my friends, or close colleagues know that I’ve been out of action in work, for nearly 2 months… as… a storm hit my family, took my beloved mother away for my brothers and I
A beloved grandmother from my nephews…
A dear and beloved wife from my father… (who’s recovered after 2 months, lying in hospital, and finally discharged… I would like to send my grateful thoughts to all my dear friends who’s prayed for us…)

BUT up to yesterday, I found out that, there’s somebody in my working environment is truly enjoying all these bad events that have hit on me…
She’s enjoying my absence in office
And she’s even telling others why I should just quit the job and release the position, so that, somebody can fill up the post
And up until yesterday, when she heard that, I AM (sorry, to her disappointment) going back to work, she starts to feel gloomy…

Why do I know what’s happening when I’m not around??
It all started when some new joiner who’s just joined on the 2nd June, ie. Around 1.5 week ago, assigned to be mentored by her…
After 1 week of continuous humiliation and trashing on work of hers by GREAT MENTOR, this new girl decided she wants to leave the company
And my other colleague called me to tell me of the situation… briefed me of the happenings…
Asked me when I will be back to work, which I can’t promise… as what I am concerned now, is that, our father will recover well…
( post about this interesting colleague à http://choongc.multiply.com/journal/item/256/Well_see..._Part_II )

^_^
Since the day I joined the company, and the way she boasted about herself, I know she only worth the count of sentences that came out from her mouth
Slowly, when she openly told lies in front of everybody (for eg. She’ll tell one thing when it’s only you and her alone, and she’ll tell the opposite in front of others) she worth the lies that she told
Then… I choose to ignore her presence and her words, as I do not want to get myself into the whirlpool that she’s created for people around her
So, I didn’t know how much her personality worth during that time, even though, I know she threw all sorts of CRAP to my close colleague and pretending that she’s so busy, while not remembering, one thing good about a system is that, you do work, or you don’t do, once you login to the system, you can see how much work is a person assigned to… and I can tell you that, she’s assigned the least… SO, I KNOW, SHE’S ONLY AS BUSY AS SHE SAID SHE IS ^_^

And until yesterday…
I know she worth even less…
Left with 4 letters only, ie. C-R-A-P
(When I had to rush back to my hometown to face the storm in my family, she took the ‘honour’ and the ‘authority’, to help me announce the news to everybody in and outside the company, making it a topic for her to start a conversation with others… as… everybody, including herself, knows that, she’s CONTENT-LESS… that equals to 1st round of her evil-doing)

And yesterday… concluded her 2nd round of evil-doing…
The interesting thing is… sometimes, you’ll be surprised that, it doesn’t take much to find out how much a person’s personality is worth…
In working terms,
Sometimes, it costs you a project… but I still think it’s worth it… before it’s too late, as long as it never cost you your loved one, your precious ones
Sometimes, it costs you only 2 events… the difference between ‘before’ and ‘after’, not too much right?
In personal terms,
Sometimes, it may costs you maybe a few years… but eventually, you’ll think that, it’s still worth it, unless there’re people who prefers to have the whole lifetime given… but it’s only a matter of choice and the second of decision made…
Sometimes, it may costs you a heartache… or many sleepless nights…
But…

Like what I’ve heard, off one of the dorama that I’ve watched (江角真紀子的“街道律師” --- Esumi Makiko @ “Machi-Ben”)
… “The truth is always beautiful, even though sometimes, it’s cruel…”