Just do it

The NIKE tagline is just apt. I could not agree more..put on your shoes, go out and play kinda thing. Last Wednesday was a little breakthrough for me, driving out of my little town to TM2 ( scary but true ) It made me think back, why was I afraid to drive out in the first place?

Dear friend Nu was ever so worried, she kept calling me to make sure I arrive at her house safely. My little son skipped his playgroup to follow me, he was ever so quiet as I told him " mommy has to concentrate on driving dear, if you make a sound, we may not reach Aunt Nu's hse" Poor guy was so obedient, bless him. Told him to look out for Jusco on the left, just a little task to keep him occupied.

The journey started just after 10am, we weaved through the unfamiliar roads with ease. Spotting the turnoff before Jusco, A called out in good time, "Mom, Jusco!" We turned into a straight but badly tarred road leading to a hill. Not sure whether it was the right road, we stopped and called Nu. Thankfully it is an alternative route, the one she seldom use but still we could get to her house albeit a little further. Turned out that the left turn we were supposed to take was at the end of Jusco, and not the front part of the building...nevermind.

As we drove along the hilltop, my son was already smiling and holding my arm. Sometimes he does that, manja or what! Told him to count the number of traffic lights, cause we need to turn left on the 2nd one. He kept asking if we are there yet (remind me of those summer movies where kids are bored at the back of the car..) Not too long now, you keep still ya..he was quite excited when I told him Aunt Nu's children have lots of toys to share..

When we finally reached Nu's, we parked and toke some Kek Lapis and Choc for buah tangan. Nu was a gracious host, having prepared coffee and roti kaya for me and spaghetti for lunch! We chatted away while our sons play and watch Spiderman. Time flies when you are having fun, suddenly it was already 2pm. Hubby called and was glad I drove alright but remind me to get back before the traffic gets heavy. A was not so keen to go back, threw a tantrum so I whisked him off with some candy . Said our goodbyes and promised to keep in touch. I drove back feeling more confident. While A was asleep in the car, I told myself, that was not too bad at all...must do this again. So Nu, my dear friend, till next time!

Look after thyself

There was a time, when I feel invincible. In the cold winter, I would be the only one who can bear the cold water when the hot water is warming up. Flu or fever is a once or twice a year thing. No problem with health at all. My friends joked that the bugs are scared of me being a doctor's daughter. Never had any allergy, eat and drink almost anything halal and snack on chocs whenever.

The BUT is coming. BUT now all that has to take a second look. When pregnant with my son, I discovered I have traits of Thallasemia minor, a genetic blood disorder. Almost 9 mths ago I undergone a surgery to remove a tumour growing rapidly within. When biopsy result confirmed the fully encapsulated tumour was cancerous, a 25-session of radiotheraphy ensued. Treatment done and I got on with my life. 6 months went by and next thing I know..or chose to admit, I found another lump at the same area. Could this be a recurrence? I chose not to get worried, went straight to the hospital, got another date of surgery 3 days later. Surgery went fine, the result of biopsy was found to be negative, mass was actually the normal tissue reaction to radiotherapy. I was so relieved. I thank the Almighty for this reminder.

It can happen to anyone, anytime and anywhere. As my friend said, everyone has their share of events in this life. I am very thankful for the love and support of my family and friends. Bless them all.

Evolution of the TH kind

Time zoomed by....I had an operation, therapy and the long year end holiday at my beloved hometown. The nation at large has its share of shocks too, who can forget that Mongolia thingy in Nov 06 and the BIG flood in Johor. Everything happens for a reason, we make the best of our situation. As Mum said, be grateful for the little things.

One of the most memorable thing during my therapy was the amount of books I managed to read, while waiting for my turn at the hospital. I would say it's the most I've read in many years! At the end of the treatment, even the hospital staff enquired how many books I've finished. Everyday, on weekdays my routine was the same. Little A was quite a handful but Mum & Dad were more than helpful. The first time Z and me managed to catch a movie together since A was born, they took care of him. They took him for a drive the whole 2.5hrs that we went out for :) Bless them.

This year I thought it would be best to decide on something to do. A project maybe. Decision is yet to be firmed up, but the halo is there..I've decided to work on my own, from the comfort of my home. I've got all the details needed to register the business, all I need now is to follow the leads. Excited of the product's potential, I have yet to do a business projection although I am quite confident with the viability. As if one good thing leads to another, Z also have a business proposition and we may have to form a company to realise the potential soon. It's all very exciting! Taking the first step is the hardest thing...