Thursday, December 15, 2011
Friday, December 9, 2011
Kiasu!
Since student days, I had not been on a bus, so I thought it was fun when Adelyn, my sister, suggested we board one to Genting Highlands. "Standing! Standing!" chanted the attendant to all of us waiting to board the already fully seated bus. The ride up to Genting would take approximately an hour and yet I noticed senior aged commuters scrambling towards the bus.
Standing? Won't it be dangerous? I questioned. Soon, I saw these people, regular guest members of the resort, I suppose, seating themselves well prepared they are, on papers they laid on the aisle and steps on the bus! I took a quick shot, afraid that they might bellow at me! Gosh, they couldn't even wait to board the every half hourly departing coaches! Well, I told Adelyn, I'm definitely not going to offer my seat! If they were rushing for ailment treatment, I would.... but to a gambling resort...no way!! Youthful, ahem, though I may look, I'm almost a senior citizen myself!
We checked into First World Hotel and then, queued up to be seated for our lunch! Yes, you bet, because of the holiday season, the resort was a sea of local and foreign tourists!
For the first time, in Malaysia, I felt like a tourist. The air was chilly with people around me donning winter clothing...woolen scarf and all, while I was draped in, merely, t-shirt and jeans!
We went around the shopping outlets scouting for bargain purchases and ended up with only 2 bottles of nail varnishes...green and cobalt grey!!!
After a cat nap, we made our way to the casino. There were so many people?..no gamblers?.... I found myself a comfortable seat and within minutes, lost Rm100 in four consecutive bets in the game of Big & Small! Talk about first time gambling luck!!
I was reprimanded by Aderlyn for failing to comprehend the game despite her numerous explanations! "You're worse off than the grandpas and grandmas here!" she grumbled impatiently.
Shrugging and not wishing to be a generous donor towards the casino, I went around watching as others played. I came upon a table playing cards of Three Pictures. The croupier was an attractive young girl. Minimum bet....Rm100! The demon must be at her back, for, she lost, as a dealer in seven consecutive games with the cashier topping up her chips three times to be paid the players! I was so tempted to place my bet hoping to make up for my loss.....and.....thank god, I didn't. At the eighth game, lady luck went to her rescue, she won all! The players left the table instantly having lost in just, that one game! Smart, eh? Wonder if the croupier will be sacked for the heavy losses?......
Since the crowd dispersed, I went to yet another table of Big & Small, witnessing a gambler with high stakes of Rm3,000 each bet!!! I ached at losing Rm100 and he lost Rm9,000 in three rounds and abruptly vacate his stool!!! How is he gonna sleep?
It agonize me observing the players' losses and their grim faces and feel sorry for their family members.......
I surely do not belong here.....
Standing? Won't it be dangerous? I questioned. Soon, I saw these people, regular guest members of the resort, I suppose, seating themselves well prepared they are, on papers they laid on the aisle and steps on the bus! I took a quick shot, afraid that they might bellow at me! Gosh, they couldn't even wait to board the every half hourly departing coaches! Well, I told Adelyn, I'm definitely not going to offer my seat! If they were rushing for ailment treatment, I would.... but to a gambling resort...no way!! Youthful, ahem, though I may look, I'm almost a senior citizen myself!
We checked into First World Hotel and then, queued up to be seated for our lunch! Yes, you bet, because of the holiday season, the resort was a sea of local and foreign tourists!
For the first time, in Malaysia, I felt like a tourist. The air was chilly with people around me donning winter clothing...woolen scarf and all, while I was draped in, merely, t-shirt and jeans!
We went around the shopping outlets scouting for bargain purchases and ended up with only 2 bottles of nail varnishes...green and cobalt grey!!!
After a cat nap, we made our way to the casino. There were so many people?..no gamblers?.... I found myself a comfortable seat and within minutes, lost Rm100 in four consecutive bets in the game of Big & Small! Talk about first time gambling luck!!
I was reprimanded by Aderlyn for failing to comprehend the game despite her numerous explanations! "You're worse off than the grandpas and grandmas here!" she grumbled impatiently.
Shrugging and not wishing to be a generous donor towards the casino, I went around watching as others played. I came upon a table playing cards of Three Pictures. The croupier was an attractive young girl. Minimum bet....Rm100! The demon must be at her back, for, she lost, as a dealer in seven consecutive games with the cashier topping up her chips three times to be paid the players! I was so tempted to place my bet hoping to make up for my loss.....and.....thank god, I didn't. At the eighth game, lady luck went to her rescue, she won all! The players left the table instantly having lost in just, that one game! Smart, eh? Wonder if the croupier will be sacked for the heavy losses?......
Since the crowd dispersed, I went to yet another table of Big & Small, witnessing a gambler with high stakes of Rm3,000 each bet!!! I ached at losing Rm100 and he lost Rm9,000 in three rounds and abruptly vacate his stool!!! How is he gonna sleep?
It agonize me observing the players' losses and their grim faces and feel sorry for their family members.......
I surely do not belong here.....
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Nite, Cannon......
Mommy still haven't relinquished you of your duty at enhancing mommy's life with your presence and have sought solace having you close within the home ground.... Sleep tight....I love you.....
Monday, November 21, 2011
UOB One card!
Pacifying my earlier disgruntled attitude towards the card application, Miss Sara insisted on having the UOB Platinum card ready, without a hassle!
True to her word, I received the card upon my return from Korea then!
If only the rest of the staff emulates her efficiency!!.....
Syabas! Miss Sara, for your COMPETENCE!!
True to her word, I received the card upon my return from Korea then!
If only the rest of the staff emulates her efficiency!!.....
Syabas! Miss Sara, for your COMPETENCE!!
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Personal intuition....
Su Nee called yesterday. Sad to hear that Cajun, a shih tzu, has been diagnosed suffering from pancreatic cancer. She has spent a lot on medical fees and went through inconveniences caring for this poor canine.
As a pet shop operator back then, my opinion had always been sought as to which veterinary surgeon is good. My reply had always been the same....a matter of personal preference. This brought me back to my personal experiences with Cuddles and Chunky whereupon the cases were severe enough to share!!
Cuddles was 5 years (2009) then. She was drooling she never did before for about 2 weeks until I, upon close inspection while grooming her, found her lips drooped lopsidedly. That accounted for the drooling and food spilling out from her mouth messing every meal which brought about strict reprimand from me, poor thing!!
Since the discovery, I made it a point to scoop out the food from the loose lips with my index finger after each meal. I realised that she may be suffering from facial nerve paresis, a disorder common in cocker spaniels.
Dr Yeoh prescribed a 5 day suspension medication for a mere Rm10. Cuddles was about 80% recovered with the first course. Another course of Rm 10, Cuddles was her usual self till today!!
Then, months prior to the wrapping up of my business, Leslie brought Chunky,a french bulldog to be nursed by me. She had refused even her favourite snacks! She had vaginal discharge and tummy looked tight with flatulence or so I thought! With Dr Yeoh's medication, she improved within the week and I groomed her all set for home.
However, it turned out she was not ready for home when she rejected her meal prior to going home. The following week, it worsened and I noticed her tummy swelling. Medication did not help so I suggested a radio logic test since Dr Yeoh suspected it to be pyometra. As Dr Yeoh's clinic is not equipped with the x-ray machine, I took her to another clinic and results clearly showed uterine infection with the diameter of the fallopian tube that of a human arm when it should only be that of a thumb and her uterus filled with pus!
To perform a surgery on her would be suicidal with a survival rate of only 5% according to this vet. A course of antibiotic was prescribed to open up the already closed cervix (by then no more vaginal discharge) to enable the discharge of pus and a prescription diet food recommended for forced feeding. Chunky took to neither the medication nor food and threw out each time both were administered.
Her mobility was restricted by her overly distended abdomen. She was depressed, lethargic and very weak. Except for her swollen tummy, she was awfully bony because of her denial of food. She would always look at me forlornly with sunken eyes pleading to live on! I would hold her and cry and repeatedly ask if she wanted her sufferings ended by putting her to sleep meaning euthanizing her..........
The next day, I went to the clinic again and learnt that Chunky would be on a trial of different course of antibiotics. What if none worked, I asked. Then, she would succumb to death was the reply.....
Crying, I marched out of the clinic. Why then did the vet still insist on administering antibiotics when it was pretty clear that the uterus may rupture anytime due to the pus and pressure built up? Subject Chunky to experiments? I can only conclude because of the $$$$! Prolonging meant more $$$$????
Surgery, 5% survival, DRAGGING on definitely spelt DEATH! My personal intuition decided Chunky's fate! At my insistence, Dr Yeoh operated on her at the cost of Rm300! Surgery was over in half an hour with Leslie and me waiting outside the clinic.
Today Chunky is running around Leslie's house in high spirit and with her NORMAL GREED for food!!!
With me, I am pretty comfortable with Dr Yeoh. For the low fees he charges, he has to compromise with a higher turnover thereby forgoes time wasted on unnecessary fuss over pets which most pet owners complained about!
Whether it be Dr Yeoh or another, we as pet owners should be in a position to furnish the vets without being asked, symptoms whatsoever for the intended visits! In fact, I abhorred being asked inane questions such as "Your dog eating well?" "Nice poo poo?" "No fever?"... when my pets were taken for their annual shots! Hey man, would I have brought them for the shots if there was the slightest indication of illness???
"Unlike Dr Yeoh, Dr xxxx is so good. He even cut my dog's nails and removed its ear hair. Of course he charged lah." said one customer. Well, I thought, God blessed her if she is stupid enough to pay a higher fee for a groomer's task!!......
As a pet shop operator back then, my opinion had always been sought as to which veterinary surgeon is good. My reply had always been the same....a matter of personal preference. This brought me back to my personal experiences with Cuddles and Chunky whereupon the cases were severe enough to share!!
Cuddles was 5 years (2009) then. She was drooling she never did before for about 2 weeks until I, upon close inspection while grooming her, found her lips drooped lopsidedly. That accounted for the drooling and food spilling out from her mouth messing every meal which brought about strict reprimand from me, poor thing!!
Since the discovery, I made it a point to scoop out the food from the loose lips with my index finger after each meal. I realised that she may be suffering from facial nerve paresis, a disorder common in cocker spaniels.
Dr Yeoh prescribed a 5 day suspension medication for a mere Rm10. Cuddles was about 80% recovered with the first course. Another course of Rm 10, Cuddles was her usual self till today!!
Then, months prior to the wrapping up of my business, Leslie brought Chunky,a french bulldog to be nursed by me. She had refused even her favourite snacks! She had vaginal discharge and tummy looked tight with flatulence or so I thought! With Dr Yeoh's medication, she improved within the week and I groomed her all set for home.
However, it turned out she was not ready for home when she rejected her meal prior to going home. The following week, it worsened and I noticed her tummy swelling. Medication did not help so I suggested a radio logic test since Dr Yeoh suspected it to be pyometra. As Dr Yeoh's clinic is not equipped with the x-ray machine, I took her to another clinic and results clearly showed uterine infection with the diameter of the fallopian tube that of a human arm when it should only be that of a thumb and her uterus filled with pus!
To perform a surgery on her would be suicidal with a survival rate of only 5% according to this vet. A course of antibiotic was prescribed to open up the already closed cervix (by then no more vaginal discharge) to enable the discharge of pus and a prescription diet food recommended for forced feeding. Chunky took to neither the medication nor food and threw out each time both were administered.
Her mobility was restricted by her overly distended abdomen. She was depressed, lethargic and very weak. Except for her swollen tummy, she was awfully bony because of her denial of food. She would always look at me forlornly with sunken eyes pleading to live on! I would hold her and cry and repeatedly ask if she wanted her sufferings ended by putting her to sleep meaning euthanizing her..........
The next day, I went to the clinic again and learnt that Chunky would be on a trial of different course of antibiotics. What if none worked, I asked. Then, she would succumb to death was the reply.....
Crying, I marched out of the clinic. Why then did the vet still insist on administering antibiotics when it was pretty clear that the uterus may rupture anytime due to the pus and pressure built up? Subject Chunky to experiments? I can only conclude because of the $$$$! Prolonging meant more $$$$????
Surgery, 5% survival, DRAGGING on definitely spelt DEATH! My personal intuition decided Chunky's fate! At my insistence, Dr Yeoh operated on her at the cost of Rm300! Surgery was over in half an hour with Leslie and me waiting outside the clinic.
Today Chunky is running around Leslie's house in high spirit and with her NORMAL GREED for food!!!
With me, I am pretty comfortable with Dr Yeoh. For the low fees he charges, he has to compromise with a higher turnover thereby forgoes time wasted on unnecessary fuss over pets which most pet owners complained about!
Whether it be Dr Yeoh or another, we as pet owners should be in a position to furnish the vets without being asked, symptoms whatsoever for the intended visits! In fact, I abhorred being asked inane questions such as "Your dog eating well?" "Nice poo poo?" "No fever?"... when my pets were taken for their annual shots! Hey man, would I have brought them for the shots if there was the slightest indication of illness???
"Unlike Dr Yeoh, Dr xxxx is so good. He even cut my dog's nails and removed its ear hair. Of course he charged lah." said one customer. Well, I thought, God blessed her if she is stupid enough to pay a higher fee for a groomer's task!!......
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