See who can't "tahan"

Hubby and son had used up the toothpaste. The tube was already flattened. I use Sensodyne. I was curious why no one had taken the move to get a new one from the drawer just a few steps away. When I asked, hubby said, 'see who can't tahan.' After having said that, son went into the bathroom and came out with the empty tube to show me. 'Why no one takes a new one?', I said, 'your father said who can't tahan. If you can't, get a new one then.'. He smiled and replaced with a new one.

We both laughed. Sometimes men are so lazy. I can't tahan the dirt on the floor. That's why I am always the one who mop the floor, clean the kitchen, so on and so forth.

Living In Kota Kinabalu

It is a blessing to live in Kota Kinabalu. My life is casual and relaxing.

My house is located at a convenient spot. 

I can buy groceries and daily needs just about any direction near my house. 

My office is 10 min within walking distance. 

My children's school is 6km away from my house, and most of the time I can avoid traffic jam at different hours using different routes. 

I love jogging at Taman Tun Fuad Stephen early in the morning especially after rainy nights. The fresh air and the sound of stream flowing down from the slope is simply refreshing. Sometimes I choose to jog round the man-made lake at Likas Sport Complex. When time is a bit rush, I jog at Taman Tropicana.

SNN Symptom

Get tired so often. I think due to age.

Hubby said,'You have developed SNN symptom.'

I asked, 'What is SNN?'

He said,'Sao Nai Nai, sleep whenever you want.'

I replied, 'I don't go shopping, I don't go to hair saloon and I don't play mah jiong'

He teased me,'Because you don't have money to do all these'

I said,'Then, work harder, make more money so that I can live like a real SNN.'

Sign.........

Overcharged by Permai Polyclinics

This happened on 15 May 2011.

Auntie in Tenom gave me some chicken feet already deep fried. What I needed to do to make it a delicious stewed chicken feet and mushroom was very simple. Just soaked some chinese mushroom and stewed with the chicken feet with garlic, soy sauce and other spices. It was superb! However, my two sons didn't seem to be very interested. On Thursday, hubby went outstation. The leftover became my lunch and dinner.

On the same night around 3am, I woke up with itchy left foot and left hand. Like before, my first suspicion was mosquitoes. I turned on the light and ready with Shieldtox mosquito spray to fight with the intruder. After searching for a while with no mosquito on sight, I looked at my foot and my hand and found no sign of mosquito bites. I went back to bed until the next morning.

On Friday night after dinner, the itchiness came back. Now with more rashes all over my body. My brother said it must be due to food allergy. Guess I ate too much chinese mushroom.

Since it was already 10pm, all the pharmacy shops were closed. I had no choice but looked for a 24-hour clinic. I finally found one in Lintas Plaza. It was Permai Polyclinics. The doctor in charged insisted an injection was necessary to stop the itchiness even though I told him I preferred to take medication. 3 years ago I had more severe allergy due to insect bites. The skin specialist didn't give me injection but medication and cream to apply at that time.

Sitting in front of the doctor, I didn't seem to have a choice but to follow his instruction. Even though the the jab eased the itchiness very quickly, the bill gave me heart pain!

The total bill was RM112!!! Consultation RM30, Injection RM40 (with 2 medicines), Dyna Calamine Lotion RM12, 10 tablets of Predinisolone 5 mg RM20 and 10 tablets of ucb zyrtec Cetirizine Hydrochloride 10mg RM20.

Can you believe how the clinic charged me for the medication? I just wonder whether there is a system for us as consumer to report over charge by the doctor. Living in Malaysia, we don't seem to have a way to fight for our right. Inflation is hitting me really hard. I am not happy because certain people are abusing their charges. Who are suffering? People like me who don't earn high enough to shoulder the inflation

A Cup Of Hot Chocolate

I read this in a Chinese magazine, which speaks to me what is really important in life. How we now live, is really the choice made by us.

A group of graduates, well established in their careers, were talking at a reunion and decided to go visit their old university professor, now retired. During their visit, the conversation turned to complaints about stress in their work and lives. Offering his guests hot chocolate, the professor went into the kitchen and returned with a large pot of hot chocolate and an assortment of cups – porcelain, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite – telling them to help themselves to the hot chocolate.

When they all had a cup of hot chocolate in hand, the professor said: “Notice that all the nice looking, expensive cups were taken, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. The cup that you’re drinking from adds nothing to the quality of the hot chocolate. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was hot chocolate, not the cup; but you consciously went for the best cups… And then you began eyeing each other’s cups.

Now consider this: Life is the hot chocolate; your job, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain life. The cup you have does not define, nor change the quality of life you have. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the hot chocolate God has provided us. God makes the hot chocolate, man chooses the cups. The happiest people don’t have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything that they have. Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. And enjoy your hot chocolate.

Protecting my mango from bats

This photo dated 20th June 2010

In the previous mango season last year, bats came to enjoy my ripe mangoes at night leaving behind the mango skin with the flesh gone. This year I wrap the fruits about to ripe with plastic bags. This way keep the mangoes away from the bats. The birds like to poke on the fruits as well. I just couldn't wrap every fruit so let the birds enjoy the fruits together with me.

My Mango Tree

This photo was taken on 20 June 2010.

 

It was mango season. I have an apple mango tree just in front of my house. It shapes like apple, and we name this species "Apple Mango". The flesh is smooth and sweet and juicy. 

Yummy! When comes mango season, I eat at least 2 to 3 fruits everyday. This is also the season I find myself a few kilos heavier.

Mangoes are usually given to my family members and guests. Everyone loves my mangoes.......