Almost blacked out

Today is the last day of my Syawal month fating. I was determined to do it because it is almost the end of Syawal and I have yet to complete my 6 days. At the same time, today is the first ever day after Ramadhan that it doesn't rain on Monday evenings, which means, the aerobics session that I regularly go to, is definitely on.

At first I was abit reluctant to go as I am afraid that I might overwork myself during the session (as I am well known to give it my all during the sessions), but then again, I used to go jogging in the evenings in the month of Ramadhan, so I guess this wouldn't make a difference.

Initially, I started the session with slow steps, not increasing my intensity. But I can't control myself, it is just natural that i increase my intensity as the session goes on further. I was ok even after the cardio part of the session. I was ok during the dance part. But it was the muscle conditioning part that challenged me the most.

I almost fainted.

I was doing all kind of stretches and pumps, holding my muscles in strained positions to get the right workout. Towards the last 5 mins of the session, my head started to hurt due to the hypoglycaemia. My vision started to blur and darkened. I knew what was going to happen next. I staggered my way to the corner and sat down with my head down to get whatever remaining sugar in my body, to my brain.

I used to get this hypoglycaemic episodes when I was on meds for my obesity when I was 12 years old. But I stopped the meds because it was really dangerous.

Thank God I knew the signs that I might faint. Or else, I would be in A & E right now....

Take a look inside of me

I honestly and truly hope that none of you will ever have to go through a colonoscope. It is the most torturing 10-15mins of your life. An endoscope is almost the same thing too.

I had to go through my second scope today, endo and colono. Even before the scope starts, the torture starts already: bowel prep. This is so that the bowels are clear and empty so that it can be viewed thoroughly. A 90ml bottle of FLEET will be given and a strict program of bowel prep have to be followed: absolute liquid diet (no dairy products or creamer) the whole day prior. I can still withstand all that. But what I can't stand is the taste of FLEET. It makes me gag and it gives me headache. The taste will stay in my mouth even when I wake up in the morning, despite drinking alot of plain water and brushing my teeth. Seriously, the taste is THAT bad.

Then come the scope part. Yes, they do give me some sedatives (domicum) but it just makes me drowsy. No matter what, having a scope done on you is painful. Endoscope makes me gag like mad and my throat hurts like hell. Colonoscope was the worst. I don't remember the scope going into me as I was already out at that time. But when they start pushing it further into my bowel and introducing gas to dilate my bowel, I was fighting it. I tried to pull the scope out of me until 3 people had to hold me down. At one point, because the scope can't get through, the medical assistant had to press my abdomen, more intense pain. I was basically crying for them to take the scope out because I can't stand it. I think I passed out again because I was too tired fighting against the pain.

There were some findings from the scope. So far, nothing exact is confirmed yet. Waiting for my histopathological results in a month's time.

Please, I hope I don't need for any more scope.

I am watching you....

I totally get it that fashion is a statement of individuality. To each, his own. Or whatever that means.


But what I don't get is, this.

When I saw this gentleman in the Klinik Kesihatan the other day, I wonder to myself: 'Is this a fashion statement (HIS fashion statement), or does this gentleman suffer from cerebellar lesions?'

Why do I say that this gentleman might suffer from cerebellar lesions? This is because, in cerebellar lesions, there is a sign that we call 'past pointing'. This means that the patient cannot poiont to the target without wobbling his way through. Similarly, past pointing in this gentleman, he wanted to put his sunnies, perched on his head, but instead, he passed the targeted point (i.e. top of his head) and went all the way to the back of his head. Like as if he doesn't know where the top of his head is.

Pity.

What an irony

As I was getting out of my car in the parking lot near the staffs' quarters, I saw this discarded box right beside my door. I looked at it carefully and I can't believe my eyes. It is actually a box of candies that look like tooth brush and toothpaste.

But, don't candies cause caries in the first place, if the child does not clean his teeth regularly?

And also, say someone says that "Oh this will then eventually make the child want to use the REAL toothpaste and tooth brush more often", but too much consumption of sugary food will eventually cause obesity that leads to diabetes.

My question is, in what way does this box of candies benefit?

I don't want to be a vegetarian

why? because they have the weirdest menu on earth!


BITTER GROUP? OMG, if you were amongst the unlucky ones to be a member of bitter group, you'll be eaten by vegetarians. So, in essence, vegetarians are cannibals??



What on God's green earth is CUTTERFISHY? something that will cut your throat while you try to eat it? really, something FISHY is going on here. No pun intended.


I did not know that sharks have lips that are so botoxed that they can eaten? From what i know, sharks have no lips at all. they only have mouths. My question is: whose lips are we eating?

Tiny

See how tiny my PinkLady is besides that huge toshiba??

That is why I am more than lucky to have what I have :)

If only PinkLady comes in REd ^_^

They shouldn't be alive

I have been reading the papers lately and there are many reports on murders, mass murders, bombing and all that. Most of the victims are innocent people that just pass through your lives without any trouble. Sad ain't it'?

But people like this smart ass, who parks as if he/she retarded or something, and make the other cars suffer under the hot scorching sun, this kind of people should be shot in the head.

OMG! farking irritating.

Ke-melayu-an aku.

Untuk birthday aku Ahad lepas, aku memang berniat nak buat makan2 untuk kawan2 aku. Mujur mereka bersetuju, lantas aku pun bertungkus lumus memerah otak untuk ide2 bernas, bagi membuka selera rakan2 aku.

Kerana terlalu lama berada di Kedah, aku amat rindu pada masakan Johor, kampung halaman aku. Sudah 2 tahun aku beraya di Kedah, pasti aku rindu pada suasana kampung ku. Jadi aku pun bercadang ingin menghidupkan sentimen Johor di tengah2 pekan Alor Setar ini. Aku memutuskan untuk menyediakan Kuah Kacang dan Masak Lodeh.

Tapi perkara yang mencabar minda adalah, beberapa rakan aku hanya makan makanan sayuran sahaja. Jadi, aku tidak boleh menggunakan udang kering atau belacan. Tidak mengapa kerana aku berfikiran "Malaysia Boleh!", jadi aku berusaha sedaya upaya memasak dua jenis masakan itu tanpa menggunakan bahan2 yang penting.


Alhamdulillah, Kuah Kacang aku mendapat sambutan ramai. Mereka amat suka dengan Kuah Kacang yang aku masak, malah mereka sanggup ratah sahaja kuah itu. Siap ada lagi yang berkata: "Kini, kalau ada satay, sangat enak!"


Kuah Masak Lodeh aku juga mendapat sambutan yang serupa. Ada diantara mereka tidak pernah merasai masakan ini, namun mereka amat menggemarinya setelah mencuba masakan aku. Habis seperiuk lauk yang aku masak.

Sebenarnya, aku ingin menjamu rakan2 aku dengan nasi impit agar susana beraya di Johor itu dapat disemarakkan lagi. Tetapi, aku sudah silap kiraan dan tidak dapat menyediakan nasi impit untuk dimakan bersama kuah kacang dan kuah masak lodeh. Akhirnya, aku terpaksa akur dengan memasak nasi putih sahaja.

Kawan aku berkata: "Alia, kini kau berjaya membuktikan yang kau sebenarnya Melayu"

Nota kaki: Tere tak melayu aku? har har har