Monday, June 29, 2009

My 1st Visit

Today, i skip school again. Mummy, Yi-poh and Kiu-poh have decided to bring me to this physician ( chinese tit-tah) to treat my hand. They noticed for this 3 days my left hand cannot be moved at all. And they dont want to get me admitted to hospital. They know im just too scared of it.

We left around 9am and reach there almost 10:30am. We've got number 41, and the time stated there 5pm-6pm. Huh?? That means we need to wait till evening. Since we already there and the place was too far away for us to go back home , then come back again, we decided to WAIT. We waited and waited till 12pm, then Yi-poh suggested we better go shopping than wasted time here. So we choose Mid Valley , 30 minutes journey.

Usually Mummy will be the most happiest person when talk about shopping, especially at MV. But today she got no mood to buy anything, they just have their lunch at Kenny's Rogers while i take my afternoon nap. Then we left around 3pm. When reach the clinic, the last number called was 21. Still got 20 numbers to go.

So, we go to the nearby Ayamas and 'lepak' there for 1.5 hrs. When we go back check for the number, its only 22. I start asking for my milk , but Mummy didnt bring any coz she never thought we would be waiting for so long. I started to throw tantrum till Yi-poh cannot stand. We left again. This time we going to the 'night market' nearby. After a round of 'cari makan', we went back to that clinic again at 6pm. Hoping this time will be our turn. But to our dismay, number only called till 30.

Mummy run out of patience, and decided to jump queue. She called the physician using hp, and asked for a favor from him. She told him we came from very far, and i cant wait anymore. Luckily the dr said the next number he will call us in. Phew, at last....

When our turn to go in, i was scared to look at the dr. He was examining my hand and told Mummy actually i have dislocated elbow( 'lat kau' in cantonese). With a very quick motion, he flip, flap, turn , twist my elbow till Yi-poh can heard a 'prak' sound. I was too shock to said anything and just sit there cry while dr put on the bandage for me.

Before we left, dr said need to come back again on Wednesday. I quickly told Mummy , i dont wanna come again. Im very scared, scared of the dr.

The bandage around my elbow

Once in the car, fall asleep again, too tired from crying

Today was my 1st visit to chinese 'tit ta' and also the longest waiting time i've ever wait. But after the treatment, Mummy notice i can move my shoulder , at least. Compare to the last 3 days, my whole hand cannot be touch or moved at all. So its worth for the whole day we wasted there.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

One handed Artist

Eventhough with 1 hand, but that wont stop me from doing what i want. Today, i asked Mummy to let me paint using the water that she bought earlier. She said better dont, coz with 1 hand will be very inconvenient for me to hold the brush.
I insisted that i really want to paint and i will prove to her with 1 hand also i can do my painting. See, Mummy... i can paint quite well isnt it?

Dont under estimate me eventhough my left hand cannot move!!!!

But, its really tired holding the brush and paint on the drawing block at the same time. At last , i give up..

Im wondering , when can i start using my left hand??? i missed my hand so much.....

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Double Trouble

Mummy not yet finished with yesterday break in, me add another worry for her today. I was at kindy waiting for Yi-poh to fetch me & Brandon. As usual, while waiting, i will play my fav slide. I attempted a few slide down, but the last sliding, when i reached the ground, i cant balance myself. I falls and i used my hand as support so i wont knock my head. But it proof to be wrong. Coz i sprained my elbow and i cry non stop.
Yi-poh was so worry seeing me crying like this, and i cant move my hand at all. When reach bbistter house, Kiu-poh also panick when she heard me crying and complaining hand pain pain. She quickly calls Mummy. Mummy was busy cleaning up the mess the thiefs left behind, and when she heard this, she & Daddy rushing down to see me.
Once seing me lying motionless in Kiu-poh arms, they straight away bring me to the nearest clinic for an xray. Luckily the xray show no fractured bones, just sprained from the shoulder till elbow part. The doctor help me to apply some ointment and wrap my arm like this.

He said if i still cant move my hand after 3 days, then i should be referred to the hospital for further check up. When i heard the word hospital, i already shaking my head. I just came out last week, i dont wanna go there again , ever.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Uninvited 'Guests'

Today Mummy called up bbsitter and informed her about our house got intruder. They were the 'uninvited guests' that nobody will wanna welcome them aka THIEFS. Mummy was shocked and surprised too. How come they will target our house? We got no lavish renovation like our next door neighbour, and no eye catching items placed outside the house.
Well, sad to say, if they have already make u as their target, u cant hide and runaway from them. They will sure come knocking at ur door one fine day no matter what. Thats what bbsitter told Mummy.
How they gain entry to our home sweet home???

1) Hacking down the autogate, so that they can parked their car inside the porch

2) Cutting off the 'ear' of the grill door

3) Prying open the wooden door

What they cart away???

1) Mummy's newly bought laptop, that i used to watch my fav dvd every nite

2) LCD tv and DVD player, i cant watch my fav Disney channel anymore

I keep on asking Mummy who took away all the things in the house?? She just reply ' THIEFS', and dont know when the Policemen will be able to catch them.

Meanwhile i have to bear with this moment without my fav shows. Mummy still waiting for the insurance claims. Once approved , we will get back our new LCD , laptop and whatever things that have reported lost.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Im 35 Months Old

Times flies so fast, today im already 35 months old. Wow, sounds very old huh?? So, lets see what i have achieved so far...

Height : 100cm
( Mummy said im consider short for my age. What to do? I've got Daddy's gene and its not my fault too...hehehe)

Weight : 18.5 kg
( After a round of dieting(of course without Mummy's approval) by skipping dinner , just take biscuits, cakes, bread and titbits, and this way really works for cutting down ur weight, im the LIVE example, i've have lost 1.5 kg)
- I have improved alot in my motor skills and speech development since i start kindy this year.
- I can speak and understand few languages and dialects, English, Mandarin, Hakka and Cantonese, but im still struggling for my Malay, but im picking it up slowly..
- I still cant write and color properly, actually i just loves to scribble on paper, and sometimes on the wall..
- I know how to wear and take off my pants but shirt, still no-no...

- And im getting naughtier each day...

Next month will be my big day, and Mummy was busy preparing... im still waiting for the surprise to come..

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Happy Daddy's Day

Dear Daddy,

Eventhough i dont have enough money (to be exact, i dont have any) to buy u expensive watch , to treat u a sumptious dinner, in fact i dont have anything that i can present to u. But i do have a piece of heart that fills with love that i want to share with u and Mummy.

I cant promised u i will be an achiever when i grow up, but im very sure you wont have a loser as your son. I will try my very best in my study ( for now) and in my life (in future).

On this special day, i just wanna wish u Happy Daddy's Day and i know your caring hands will always protect me.

Daddy, daddy, i love you....

Baby Wyson

Thursday, June 18, 2009


The moment i step out from the hospital, i keep on telling Daddy i wanna go Jusco. He already promised to buy me my favourite VCD. At first, we agreed to buy one, then i negotiate to 2. Since i behaved so 'well' after the surgery, and Daddy feel i must be given some token of 'appreciation', so to Jusco we went.
But i still feel weak and dizzy. So Daddy said we just make it fast. We straight go to Speedy and i start to choose the VCD that i want. Guess what i choose after a round of 'bargaining' with Mummy.
Of course, my favourite, 'Goofy' and Teletubbies.....

Before we left, we passed by Secret Recipe. Oh, my favourite , Chocs Mud Cake.... i missed it so much. Mummy like can read my mind. Her legs already walking towards SR. She bought 3 slices of cake at one shot. ( Durian cheese, Chocs Mud and Chocs Indulgence).
On the way home, i already falls asleep in the car. When reach, i still can sleep for another 3 hours. After i woke up, i feel hungry. I go to the fridge and take out my cake. See, how i feast on my cake, yummy.....

* But later at nite, i did vomit out the cake after my milk. Wasted ,wasted, wasted.... i mean the cake...hehehe

The Day

Finally, the day come. Mummy woke up as early as 6am. She just cant have her good night sleep as usual. She must be worry sick about me.... She packs everything, my milk, bottle, extra clothes and some biscuits.

We reached the hospital around 7:30am, and get registered first. Then we were ushered to the OT waiting area. Mummy and Daddy was so tenses up, but i still can play around excitedly. Maybe i still dont know what 'waiting' for me in front.

Then 8:30 am, the nurse asked me to get changed to a green uniform. Of course i said dont want, then Mummy try to coax me into wearing it. But i still insist dont want. I put the uniform into a plastic and passed it back to the nurse. She just smiles at me.

The nurse then asked who will be accompanying me inside the OT, coz only 1 guardian allowed. So Mummy volunteered herself coz she knows i dont attached to Daddy. The next part will be continued as Mummy tells her experience.

Mummy's Story
The moment i went into the OT with Wyson, i felt so cold. Inside there got so many utensils, knives, sciscors, tubes, either hanging on the wall or lying down on a tray. When i put Wyson down on the bed, he keep on telling me he dont want, he wanna go home. He was as scared as me. That moment, i really feel like bundle him up and rush out. But i know i just cant. For Wyson's sake, i must hold on.

Then Dr Divan, the anaesthatic specialist, asked me a few questions before the process start. He asked me to put the mask on Wyson and asked him to breath. My boy just too smart. He keep pushing away that mask. Left with no choice, the Dr then asked 3 nurses to hold Wyson then put the mask on him. I just stand aside. I feel useless coz i cant do nothing to ease my boy pain. Wyson as expected put up a struggle, he starts kicking the nurses and shouting frantically. After a few minutes, Wyson finally falls 'asleep' but with tears in his eyes. I keep blaming myself, why i agreed for this at the 1st place? I should have said NO, the Dr just said he suspected , not even confirmed that my boy really insert something inside his nostril. But everything seems too late now. Wyson already up on the bed, and there's nothing i can do.

The nurse asked me to out and wait at the resting area. Me & hubby feels the clock have stop. Why tickling so slow? We keep on looking at the time, minutes by minutes passed by. After 25 minutes, the nurse came out and asked me to go in. Then Dr Gilbert give me a brief findings on the surgery. He said the surgery went well, and luckily they found nothing inside my boy nostrils. But just that heavy mucus and the area got infected. Plus the sinus problem makes his nose condition worsen. Wyson need to be on antibiotic medication for 3 weeks to be fully cured.
I feel so relieved upon hearing this, like a big stone have been removed from my heart. But on the other side, i feel 'cheated' by the doctor. Just a simple nose infection, but why was they treating it like a big disease illness. I only know the reason when the bill came. A whooping of RM, they sure earns alot from this, no wonder....

When they wheeled out Wyson from the OT, i can heard my boy screaming. I go near him , and the Dr was patting him, told him everything was alright, ok, and Mummy is here. I tried calling my boy's name, Wyson, Wyson, but he give no response. With his eyes shut, he keep on shouting and mumbling. He evens kick on the bedrail. The nurse scared he will hurt himself. I heard her suggesting maybe they should have tied Wyson legs. I quickly asked the Dr permission whether i can carry him in my arms. Maybe that way, he will feels more secured. Even after i carry him, he's still sreaming. I cant heard a word what's he trying to said. The nurse then told me the anaesthatic havent over yet. He's still in 'sleeping' mode.

I pat him gently and told him everything is ok now. We will go back shortly after he wakes up. After a while , he stops screaming and doze off in my arms. But once a while, will still 'e e eh eh'...

Since this was a minor surgery, no overnite stay required, so we're placed in the Daycare, no beds, just reclining chairs. The nurse pity me, seeing me carrying my boy, she then offered me this sofa in the resting room, which have tv and toilet. My boy sleeps for more than 2 hours after that.

Ok, back to my story now. See how tired am i... after i woke up from the longest morning nap.. i was so hungry, i was fasting from last nite till now.. but nurse said , only little bit of water was allowed, coz im surely will throw up if i eat or drink anything heavy now.

Then i asked Mummy to switch on the tv, i was watching my fav channel, Disney channel, when i feel something stick on my hand. It was so pain...

It was this thing, over the past 2 years, i dont know how many times already this 'thing' have landed on my hand..

I was cranky bcoz of the pain and also the hungerness. Mummy so pity me, so she quietly makes me a bottle of milk without the nurse noticed.

My first 'meal' after the surgery. But not even after 5 minutes, this happened...

I vomitted out even before i reach the bathroom. Mummy quickly informed the nurse. Mummy actually feel 'paiseh' coz the nurse already warned her not to give me anything heavy. Just a few sips will do.
Before i was discharged, the nurse passed this bottle to Mummy. She told Mummy we can keep it. Mummy feels so grouse , but just take the bottle. Wanna see whats inside this bottle??

The 'things' inside my nose.... yucks.....
Im really glad this whole episode have ended , and hoping hoping in the near future , i no need go into OT again...

Wednesday, June 17, 2009


Why im not at school on this day at this hour??? Coz yesterday nite, im already back at Mummy house. This morning Mummy & Daddy bring me for my nose check up. Whats wrong with my nose? I guess you all still remembered this. We thought after few weeks, the flu should be ok. But it doesnt. When i sneeze, not only flu comes out but together with blood. That scares my bbsitter, so she quickly informed Mummy about this.
Thats why i end up at the hospital this morning. While waited for my turn to see the ENT specialist, Dr Gilbert, i passed by my Paed clinic. The nurse was cleaning the room before clinic start. So i just went inside and play with all the toys.

Around 10:30am, it was our turn. Mummy thought it was nothing serious, maybe just some infection in my nose. But after the Dr explanation, Mummy just went blank. The Dr said something about operation, bla bla bla and he cannot proceed today. He makes an appointment for us tomorrow as early as 7:30am.
After we came out from the Dr room, then only Mummy recall what he was saying just now. Dr Gilbert suspected i have inserted some foreign object into my nostril coz when i breath, it emit foul smells. So Dr need to perform some procedures ( mummy also dont know exactly whats that call), insert a tube inside my nostril and check thoroughly. But the main worry was i need to be put on anaesthatic. Mummy knows i will struggle for sure.
We all went back feeling gloomy and worry. We just wait for tomorrow to come......

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Doggy Biscuits

Mummy knew i loves doggy so much. Maybe because i was born in the year of doggy, so im very fond of this furry friend. I loves watching Blue's Clues( the blue dog) and Disney Channel esp. the one featuring Goofy and Pluto. Remember, Mummy even bought me a Goofy soft toy and books.
So when Mummy came across Aunty Evane blog about her baking doggy biscuits, Mummy know she must bake it too. Coz she knows i will love the biscuits. Well, Mummy always the greatest... she knows me the best..
With not much knowledge about baking, i salute Mummy coz in the end , she really makes it. Of course with little help from me( i keep on munching the koko krunch while Mummy putting it on the biscuits)...hehehe
Before baked

After baked

Me and my cutie doggy biscuits

And the taste, of course YUMMY...... Thank you so much, Mummy...

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Busy Saturday Part 3

Me & My Doggy Bop Bag

Actually this bag was my 1st year birthday present. I dont know why Mummy keep until now only let me play. * Mummy forgotten already, if not seeing Aunty Penny post, i think Mummy still will keep this bag*

I actually dont know how to play with this bag, so i just wrestle it down, and it will pop up i have to keep on wrestle and wrestle..
Till the extend i have to sleep on it, so that it wont pop up again...

Manja'ing with my doggy , pa-pat and hug-hug

Eventhough it was quite heavy, but i loves to carry it around the house, just like this...

So , that was how i spend my Saturday.... phew... tomorrow will be another excitement day..