Happy New Year to all !!! Hope we can eat reunion dinner soon !!
From : Simon , Angela , ML
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Schedule for praying at Guan Ying Ting ( temple )
A friendly reminder to all.
Okay ? Okay ? Confirmed?
Okay.
:D
Bye Bye !!!!
ML
The following praying schedule at the temple :
Every Wednesday .
16/12/09 [1/7]
23/12/09 [2/7]
30/12/09 [3/7]
06/01/10 [4/7]
13/01/10 [5/7]
20/01/10 [6/7]
27/01/10 [7/7] Compulsory for all (time will be posted when confirmed)
Okay ? Okay ? Confirmed?
Okay.
:D
Bye Bye !!!!
ML
REMINISCING DAD - Part 5
As we grew older, recreation in the house became more varied. We would join grandma’s praying table to the long brown Formica table in the hall to play ping pong. Dad used to join in the game at times. Then there was the badminton game on the flat concrete roof top. If you hit it long or wide the shuttlecock would end up on the neighbor’s roof or on the street down below. We spent more time retrieving the shuttlecock than playing the game. Eldest brother bought a pair of roller skates. All us learned and became expert roller skaters. There were also other activities on the roof top. Sam had a fish collection and the big earthen vat was teeming with guppies, angel fish and goldfish. We also planted flowers and vegetables in pots and planter boxes. Mom reared chicken, duck, turkey and rabbits. Every morning I would go up to the roof top to check for fresh supply of duck or chicken eggs.
There was one time when dad had a big quarrel with the tenants downstairs. It was over the issue of rental increment. The guy downstairs was a Chinese Mike Tyson look-alike in physique minus the tattoos. He had only one real eye. The other artificial eye was a fierce looking glass marble that glowed in the dark. After a short and heated argument, dad stormed up stairs asking for the hammer. Honestly, I didn’t think dad was a match for Tyson if it came to a physical punch up. Anyway, it was all just a show of hostility and posturing. There was no fist fight, but the relationship soured after that. Dad never walked through their shop again. From that day on he always used the side door.
Dad must be one of pioneer operators of slot machines (one-arm bandit) in Kluang. I remember we had one of those “fruit machine” in the house for a short period of time. Dad also ran coin operated music machines that were popular in café and pubs then. Dad would go on trips to Singapore and came back with stacks of vinyl records for his music machines. Towards the end we had hundreds of Elvis Presley, Everly Brothers, Beach Boys and Rolling Stones records in the house. I think dad also owned a pub or night club at one time. There were probably other business ventures that dad dabbled in which I was not aware of.
Though I would not describe him as a Malaysian Fred Astaire, dad was nevertheless quite a good ballroom dancer. I do not know where he learned to dance, but he had slick dancing steps and could do the cha-cha, fox trot, quick steps and waltz. Dad also smoked and loved to drink. Compared to his peers in the 50s and 60s era, I would say dad was rather “westernized” in his life style. It was a big contrast to mom who did not shared any such interests or indulgence. Mom also does not speak English. They seemed to be such an odd couple. But who is to judge. The marriage lasted a lifetime – 65 long years.
simon - 31 December 2009
There was one time when dad had a big quarrel with the tenants downstairs. It was over the issue of rental increment. The guy downstairs was a Chinese Mike Tyson look-alike in physique minus the tattoos. He had only one real eye. The other artificial eye was a fierce looking glass marble that glowed in the dark. After a short and heated argument, dad stormed up stairs asking for the hammer. Honestly, I didn’t think dad was a match for Tyson if it came to a physical punch up. Anyway, it was all just a show of hostility and posturing. There was no fist fight, but the relationship soured after that. Dad never walked through their shop again. From that day on he always used the side door.
Dad must be one of pioneer operators of slot machines (one-arm bandit) in Kluang. I remember we had one of those “fruit machine” in the house for a short period of time. Dad also ran coin operated music machines that were popular in café and pubs then. Dad would go on trips to Singapore and came back with stacks of vinyl records for his music machines. Towards the end we had hundreds of Elvis Presley, Everly Brothers, Beach Boys and Rolling Stones records in the house. I think dad also owned a pub or night club at one time. There were probably other business ventures that dad dabbled in which I was not aware of.
Though I would not describe him as a Malaysian Fred Astaire, dad was nevertheless quite a good ballroom dancer. I do not know where he learned to dance, but he had slick dancing steps and could do the cha-cha, fox trot, quick steps and waltz. Dad also smoked and loved to drink. Compared to his peers in the 50s and 60s era, I would say dad was rather “westernized” in his life style. It was a big contrast to mom who did not shared any such interests or indulgence. Mom also does not speak English. They seemed to be such an odd couple. But who is to judge. The marriage lasted a lifetime – 65 long years.
simon - 31 December 2009
Thank You, Dad!
Although Dad looked serious and didn’t talk much, he was supportive of his children’s education, up to tertiary level. In my case, when I sat twice the Entrance Exam of Nanyang University in Singapore, and entered twice into that University, and later transferred to Victoria University in New Zealand, he just supported me without saying a word. When some relatives were lamenting on my choice of doing Art and English Language course in the university, saying that studying engineering or science would have better prospect, Dad didn’t say anything either. He just respected my choice and decision. On this, I am really very grateful to him. And because of this, I had peace in mind in university days. To pay for tertiary education for six children was certainly a financial burden to him, but he bore the responsibility until the end. He is great!
After coming back from overseas, Dad and I had more conversation. After all, I was an adult then. We discussed mainly politics and some social events. When I started working in KL, and later brothers and sisters were all coming to KL, I persuaded him and Mum to move to KL. After long persuasion, he and Mum decided to come and settle in KL. Unfortunately, not long after they came to KL, I went to Sitiawan to take up my new post, and my family also shifted to Sitiawan later. After staying for 13 years in Sitiawan, we were back to KL again. Luckily we bought a house so close to my parents, so we are able to take care of each other.
Dad was a supporter and ardent reader of my writings. I used to write articles in my university days, mainly political reports, and sent them to Singapore and Hong Kong’s newspapers and magazines. Those articles published in Singapore were also circulated in Malaysia. Dad almost cut all my articles he read and pasted them on 4A size note-books (like the Majong record books). He did it for many years. I didn’t realize until few years ago when Mum presented the two note-books to me during a clean-up exercise. All my articles were so complete and neatly pasted. I was very moved by his long time pains-taking hard work and patience.
Months before he passed away, I had few times very annoyed with him when I saw he didn’t take medicine as instructed by doctors. I even once talked to him in very loud voice and questioned him why he was afraid to see doctor and refused to take medicine on time. He looked at me and showed his rebellious stubbornness in the eyes without answering. I strongly believed that if he could follow the advice of the doctor, he should live much longer. But, alas! How can I be so certain? A man’s fate is in the hands of God. Only God can determine that. I was wondering why Dad was so stubborn at the twilight age. Probably what Shakespeare said was true. According to Shakespeare’s classification of stages of a man, old age is termed “the second childhood”. He becomes innocent and rebellious like a naughty boy. He won’t listen to what you say. If that is the case, that is dad’s fate. After all, he has lived longer than the average men of Malaysia, of which the life span is 72. And he died peacefully, without suffering from any painful illness.
When I looked at him lying peacefully and solemnly in the casket, with the make-up and in full suit, I felt he was in his best and very good looking. At this juncture, I couldn’t hold back my tears, as I knew he would leave us forever. Let me wish you happy forever in the Western Merry Land, Dad!
By Unintelligent Lion 31/12/2009
After coming back from overseas, Dad and I had more conversation. After all, I was an adult then. We discussed mainly politics and some social events. When I started working in KL, and later brothers and sisters were all coming to KL, I persuaded him and Mum to move to KL. After long persuasion, he and Mum decided to come and settle in KL. Unfortunately, not long after they came to KL, I went to Sitiawan to take up my new post, and my family also shifted to Sitiawan later. After staying for 13 years in Sitiawan, we were back to KL again. Luckily we bought a house so close to my parents, so we are able to take care of each other.
Dad was a supporter and ardent reader of my writings. I used to write articles in my university days, mainly political reports, and sent them to Singapore and Hong Kong’s newspapers and magazines. Those articles published in Singapore were also circulated in Malaysia. Dad almost cut all my articles he read and pasted them on 4A size note-books (like the Majong record books). He did it for many years. I didn’t realize until few years ago when Mum presented the two note-books to me during a clean-up exercise. All my articles were so complete and neatly pasted. I was very moved by his long time pains-taking hard work and patience.
Months before he passed away, I had few times very annoyed with him when I saw he didn’t take medicine as instructed by doctors. I even once talked to him in very loud voice and questioned him why he was afraid to see doctor and refused to take medicine on time. He looked at me and showed his rebellious stubbornness in the eyes without answering. I strongly believed that if he could follow the advice of the doctor, he should live much longer. But, alas! How can I be so certain? A man’s fate is in the hands of God. Only God can determine that. I was wondering why Dad was so stubborn at the twilight age. Probably what Shakespeare said was true. According to Shakespeare’s classification of stages of a man, old age is termed “the second childhood”. He becomes innocent and rebellious like a naughty boy. He won’t listen to what you say. If that is the case, that is dad’s fate. After all, he has lived longer than the average men of Malaysia, of which the life span is 72. And he died peacefully, without suffering from any painful illness.
When I looked at him lying peacefully and solemnly in the casket, with the make-up and in full suit, I felt he was in his best and very good looking. At this juncture, I couldn’t hold back my tears, as I knew he would leave us forever. Let me wish you happy forever in the Western Merry Land, Dad!
By Unintelligent Lion 31/12/2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Avatar 3D Movie Review
Dad and I went to watch Avatar today at Sunway Pyramid :D
Yeah of course we went for the 3D 1 ...
The movie was very long , about like 3 hours ..
The special effects were very interesting :D .
Scenery was great .
But the story ....
My rating for Avatar 3 D movie :
Effect : 6/5 stars .
Scenery : 5/5 stars .
Story : 4/5 stars.
The natives of Pandora ... hm ... they are blue ? Their feature could be described as beautiful ??? They have lovely eyes ... but the nose !! So flat....But they are somehow like humans ...I mean they do the things human do ;-)
The description of show :
AVATAR takes us to a spectacular world beyond imagination, where a reluctant hero embarks on an epic adventure, ultimately fighting to save the alien world he has learned to call home. James Cameron, the Oscar-winning director of "Titanic," first conceived the film 15 years ago, when the means to realize his vision did not exist yet. Now, after four years of production, AVATAR, a live action film with a new generation of special effects, delivers a fully immersive cinematic experience of a new kind, where the revolutionary technology invented to make the film disappears into the emotion of the characters and the sweep of the story.
We enter the alien world through the eyes of Jake Sully, a former Marine confined to a wheelchair. But despite his broken body, Jake is still a warrior at heart. He is recruited to travel light years to the human outpost on Pandora, where corporations are mining a rare mineral that is the key to solving Earth's energy crisis. Because the atmosphere of Pandora is toxic, they have created the Avatar Program, in which human "drivers" have their consciousness linked to an avatar, a remotely-controlled biological body that can survive in the lethal air. These avatars are genetically engineered hybrids of human DNA mixed with DNA from the natives of Pandora... the Na'vi.
Reborn in his avatar form, Jake can walk again. He is given a mission to infiltrate the Na'vi, who have become a major obstacle to mining the precious ore. But a beautiful Na'vi female, Neytiri, saves Jake's life, and this changes everything. Jake is taken in by her clan, and learns to become one of them, which involves many tests and adventures. As Jake's relationship with his reluctant teacher Neytiri deepens, he learns to respect the Na'vi way and finally takes his place among them. Soon he will face the ultimate test as he leads them in an epic battle that will decide nothing less than the fate of an entire world.
Taken from : http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809804784/details
Anyway , it is really realistic when you look at it , it was as if the human / thing was infront of you . Staring at you .
Here are some awesome pics :D:D
The animals ? I think they are their pets ...
Pretty eyes ....
The tree a.k.a. home - Tree Home
Now you know what I mean about their noses ?!
Well , rating for the whole movie I will give about 4 1/2 stars out of 5 , cos its not perfect .... But its the first time I saw dad watch a movie thats about 3 hours long without taking of his 3D glasses + without nodding off . His view was focused 99 % percent on the screen . :D
I suggest the Ng famil members to watch this . Its QUITE nice , at first I woudnt want to see , but ... to accompany dad , I went lorh , I didnt regret it now though :D
AVATAR 3D - THE MOVIE
This afternoon went with ML to Sunway Pyramid to watch the movie. It was only 11:40AM when we arrived. The first show was at 12:30PM. Thought we had time for a leisure lunch before the movie. Was shocked to see hundreds of people queuing up for tickets. Today is Wednesday, a working day. Shouldn’t all these people be working or be somewhere else. Would have given up had I not promised ML to take her to the movie. We waited 45 long minutes in the queue. By the time we reached the ticket counter it was already 12:30PM. Thankfully, there were still a few front row tickets left for the 12:30 screening. There was no time for lunch, so we grabbed a bucket of popcorn and soda and headed straight for the cinema.
Well, all the effort and waiting was worth it. The science fiction movie with 3-D, ground breaking high tech special effects coupled with the fantastic sound system was simply awesome and mind boggling. The scenery was breath taking and everything including the strange creatures and plants down to the last minute details were so realistic. During one of the scene, a canister came flying right at my face and I involuntarily and physically try to dodge it. The film was 160 minutes long but being so fully engrossed you won’t realise its length. This is definitely the best movie of the year and it has to be seen in a cinema equipped to show it in its full 3-D glory. The USD500 million effects will be lost if seen in an ordinary cinema. Other movies would not make a difference when view formed a pirated DVD in the comfort of your home.
simon - 30 December 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Father, Stranger and Chocolate
Throughout my childhood, I couldn’t remember what Dad had said to me. In fact he seldom talked to me. When we happened to meet in the street incidentally, we felt awkward or even embarrassed to see each other, worse than seeing a stranger. So we pretended we did not see each other. What a strange relationship! Any message between us would go through Mum. For big issue like going for tertiary education in New Zealand, still the message was forwarded to him by Mum.
When I studied imitation theory of childhood development in Victory University, I realized the importance of the role played by a father for his son. A son imitates his father when he grows up, so that he learns the behaviour, values and culture from his father. In this case, the interaction between father and son is very crucial. I recollected and found my interaction between Dad and I was almost none. That is why I don’t understand what I had imitated?
Ya, Dad looked serious all the time, like Bao Gong （包公）.We were scared of him. Like Simon said, he owned a big and sparkling car in blue and white colour. But it was rare for us to sit in the car. Once in the blue moon on the first day of Chinese New Year, he might take me and my sisters and brothers for a ride. Or because of heavy rain that I couldn’t cycle to school, then Mum might wake him up to drive us to school. I felt so uneasy to be in the car, instead of enjoying for the ride.
I remembered only once that he drove us to Singapore and, surprisingly, to watch an English film in Cathay cinema. Before we entered into the cinema, he bought me a piece of chocolate. To me at that time, this chocolate was something beyond my dream. I believe this was the first time that I saw and owned a piece of chocolate. When Dad was queuing for tickets, I couldn’t wait but swallowed up the whole chocolate. When Dad came back with tickets in hand, he found me empty-handed and asked angrily: “Where is your chocolate?” I couldn’t answer. He said I should hold it and consume it while watching movie. I felt so ashamed and guilty of my misbehaviour that I still couldn’t forget the episode until today!
(Note: If the younger generation has no knowledge of my nick-name, please consult your parents.)
By Unintelligent Lion
When I studied imitation theory of childhood development in Victory University, I realized the importance of the role played by a father for his son. A son imitates his father when he grows up, so that he learns the behaviour, values and culture from his father. In this case, the interaction between father and son is very crucial. I recollected and found my interaction between Dad and I was almost none. That is why I don’t understand what I had imitated?
Ya, Dad looked serious all the time, like Bao Gong （包公）.We were scared of him. Like Simon said, he owned a big and sparkling car in blue and white colour. But it was rare for us to sit in the car. Once in the blue moon on the first day of Chinese New Year, he might take me and my sisters and brothers for a ride. Or because of heavy rain that I couldn’t cycle to school, then Mum might wake him up to drive us to school. I felt so uneasy to be in the car, instead of enjoying for the ride.
I remembered only once that he drove us to Singapore and, surprisingly, to watch an English film in Cathay cinema. Before we entered into the cinema, he bought me a piece of chocolate. To me at that time, this chocolate was something beyond my dream. I believe this was the first time that I saw and owned a piece of chocolate. When Dad was queuing for tickets, I couldn’t wait but swallowed up the whole chocolate. When Dad came back with tickets in hand, he found me empty-handed and asked angrily: “Where is your chocolate?” I couldn’t answer. He said I should hold it and consume it while watching movie. I felt so ashamed and guilty of my misbehaviour that I still couldn’t forget the episode until today!
(Note: If the younger generation has no knowledge of my nick-name, please consult your parents.)
By Unintelligent Lion
REMINISCING DAD - Part 4
There are many childhood memories from the 10 years stay at the 3 storey shop house.
In the earlier years, there was only one single bucket toilet on the ground floor for the whole building. This had to be shared by our family on the 3rd floor, the extended family that rented the 2nd floor and the shop employees on the ground floor. In all about 25-30 people shared one communal toilet. Imagine that you had an upset stomach and were purging. You were bending over with pain and white in face. You stumbled down 3 flights of stairs only to find that you are no.3 in the queue for the toilet. Urghhhhh!!!!!!!!!
I think we had worms in our stomach when we were kids. So we were always on the look out for worms in our stools when going to the toilet. Besides the big buzzing green houseflies, you also see all kinds of things floating and swirling in the bucket that will gross you out. I think the bucket toilet system also encouraged people to take up smoking. The smoke helped to camouflage and lessen the over powering stench. People who were reluctant to go and keep postponing the urge ended up having hemorrhoids. To beat the queue some people might prefer to do their business late at night when it was quiet and cooler. However, it was not without peril and timing was crucial. You might be in the middle of “making cake” when the night soil carrier was making his rounds. He yanked open the lid, popped his head in (complete with oil light tied to his forehead) and see you squatting over the bucket. There was no place to hide within the small cubicle. I don’t know what they said to each other then. It would be unlikely to be talking about the weather. Probably just an embarrassed “Oops….. Hi”.
Dad would avoid using the toilet at all cost. There were days when you would see him rushing out of the house and driving around the block to the MBA’s club to use the toilet there. Thankfully, a septic tank was later installed and we finally had a flush toilet on our own floor.
To minimize the daily trips up and down the 3 flight of stairs, someone came up with a brilliant idea of using a basket and rope system for some simple errands. The roti man came around 4:30 p.m. each day. We will call out our order to him and lowered the basket containing the money. The roti man picked up the money and put the correct change and bread into the basket. We then just pulled it up. The same system was used for retrieving the house keys. We didn’t carry the limited set of house keys with us when we went out. People coming back home had to shout to be let in as there was no door bell then. Faster than the basket and rope system, we just wrapped the keys in a rag and threw it down to the person.
Back to the subject of making cakes, i.e. real cakes and not the other type of cake mentioned earlier. Baking cakes was a major event in the household, a once a year affair in preparation for Chinese New Year. Back then, there was no Astro AFC channel. Cake recipes and methods of preparation were a jealously guarded secret. Mom’s friend, Aunty Jiang Lai Sou, who lived across the Merdeka Padang only reluctantly agreed to teach elder sister after much persuasion. My favorite was the pink marble cake baked in a Planta tin. No household owned an oven back then. After the cake batter was laboriously prepared and poured into the tins, they had to be transported to the rotiman bakery a few miles away. He would allow us to use his oven only after all his baking for the day had been done. It was years later that we bought an oven of our own. A “Butterfly” brand black box that worked over a charcoal fire.
simon - 28 December 2009
In the earlier years, there was only one single bucket toilet on the ground floor for the whole building. This had to be shared by our family on the 3rd floor, the extended family that rented the 2nd floor and the shop employees on the ground floor. In all about 25-30 people shared one communal toilet. Imagine that you had an upset stomach and were purging. You were bending over with pain and white in face. You stumbled down 3 flights of stairs only to find that you are no.3 in the queue for the toilet. Urghhhhh!!!!!!!!!
I think we had worms in our stomach when we were kids. So we were always on the look out for worms in our stools when going to the toilet. Besides the big buzzing green houseflies, you also see all kinds of things floating and swirling in the bucket that will gross you out. I think the bucket toilet system also encouraged people to take up smoking. The smoke helped to camouflage and lessen the over powering stench. People who were reluctant to go and keep postponing the urge ended up having hemorrhoids. To beat the queue some people might prefer to do their business late at night when it was quiet and cooler. However, it was not without peril and timing was crucial. You might be in the middle of “making cake” when the night soil carrier was making his rounds. He yanked open the lid, popped his head in (complete with oil light tied to his forehead) and see you squatting over the bucket. There was no place to hide within the small cubicle. I don’t know what they said to each other then. It would be unlikely to be talking about the weather. Probably just an embarrassed “Oops….. Hi”.
Dad would avoid using the toilet at all cost. There were days when you would see him rushing out of the house and driving around the block to the MBA’s club to use the toilet there. Thankfully, a septic tank was later installed and we finally had a flush toilet on our own floor.
To minimize the daily trips up and down the 3 flight of stairs, someone came up with a brilliant idea of using a basket and rope system for some simple errands. The roti man came around 4:30 p.m. each day. We will call out our order to him and lowered the basket containing the money. The roti man picked up the money and put the correct change and bread into the basket. We then just pulled it up. The same system was used for retrieving the house keys. We didn’t carry the limited set of house keys with us when we went out. People coming back home had to shout to be let in as there was no door bell then. Faster than the basket and rope system, we just wrapped the keys in a rag and threw it down to the person.
Back to the subject of making cakes, i.e. real cakes and not the other type of cake mentioned earlier. Baking cakes was a major event in the household, a once a year affair in preparation for Chinese New Year. Back then, there was no Astro AFC channel. Cake recipes and methods of preparation were a jealously guarded secret. Mom’s friend, Aunty Jiang Lai Sou, who lived across the Merdeka Padang only reluctantly agreed to teach elder sister after much persuasion. My favorite was the pink marble cake baked in a Planta tin. No household owned an oven back then. After the cake batter was laboriously prepared and poured into the tins, they had to be transported to the rotiman bakery a few miles away. He would allow us to use his oven only after all his baking for the day had been done. It was years later that we bought an oven of our own. A “Butterfly” brand black box that worked over a charcoal fire.
simon - 28 December 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
REMINISCING DAD - Part 3
As a result of my English education, I was always asked to read dad’s official correspondences which were mainly in English back then. Dad had neat and beautiful longhand writing. However, for more official letters, he would use a portable typewriter. All of us grew up learning how type on that typewriter. There was even a proper typewriting instruction book in the house. It turned out to be a useful skill even now as we still use the QWERTY keyboard with the computer. The impromptu English correspondence lessons given by dad were not something I looked forward to. I was called a blockhead and some other choice names. I think I picked up quite a few cool English terms from him too.
I remembered my eldest sister’s first and last driving lesson with Dad. She came back with tears streaming down her face. Dad stormed in all flustered and red in the face. Dad alleged that she ran the wheels over the feet of some innocent folks standing by the road curb. That was the last driving lesson dad gave. The rest of us children took our driving lessons from a driving school.
Every school year when filling in the requisite form, I had to ask dad what to write under father’s occupation. I was never sure what he what he did for a living during that long period of time before he went to work in Magnum 4-D. He always told me to put his occupation as a contractor. All those years, he did not go to work 9-5 for a single day. He spent the whole day, 7 days a week, at the Master Builders Association club playing mahjong or watching people play mahjong. I think he might have been the secretary of the Kluang Master Builders Association then.
I can only recall one project that he did as a building contractor. The construction of a school building in Ayer Itam. It was built on a joint venture basis with one of his contractor friends. He was very proud of that project. They managed to make some money from it. I believe he bought the Sunrise Park house with his share of profit.
I was talking with 2nd Aunt recently and she told me that dad was very successful with his career in his younger days. Dad’s first job was at a clinic owned by a Doctor Kong. While working there, he was credited with saving a relative’s life by advising the patient to go to the hospital. He had correctly diagnosed that the patient had the symptoms of Malaria and not a case of common fever. The relative went to the hospital and was cured of the Malaria. The family was apparently eternally grateful to dad.
Being smarter than his elder brother, dad was the favored son of his dad. Grandfather was already a road contractor at that time. He soon recruited dad to work for him. Together, they successfully completed a road project. With the money, dad bought his first car – a second hand model. Dad was soon striking out and submitting tenders on his own. With another successful job and cash rolling in, he traded in his second hand car for a spanking new one. That car was apparently bigger and grander than the one owned by grandfather. It must be a big deal then, to own a car in the 1940s when there were only a handful of private vehicles on the road. And he was not even 20 years old yet.
Simon - 26 December 2009
I remembered my eldest sister’s first and last driving lesson with Dad. She came back with tears streaming down her face. Dad stormed in all flustered and red in the face. Dad alleged that she ran the wheels over the feet of some innocent folks standing by the road curb. That was the last driving lesson dad gave. The rest of us children took our driving lessons from a driving school.
Every school year when filling in the requisite form, I had to ask dad what to write under father’s occupation. I was never sure what he what he did for a living during that long period of time before he went to work in Magnum 4-D. He always told me to put his occupation as a contractor. All those years, he did not go to work 9-5 for a single day. He spent the whole day, 7 days a week, at the Master Builders Association club playing mahjong or watching people play mahjong. I think he might have been the secretary of the Kluang Master Builders Association then.
I can only recall one project that he did as a building contractor. The construction of a school building in Ayer Itam. It was built on a joint venture basis with one of his contractor friends. He was very proud of that project. They managed to make some money from it. I believe he bought the Sunrise Park house with his share of profit.
I was talking with 2nd Aunt recently and she told me that dad was very successful with his career in his younger days. Dad’s first job was at a clinic owned by a Doctor Kong. While working there, he was credited with saving a relative’s life by advising the patient to go to the hospital. He had correctly diagnosed that the patient had the symptoms of Malaria and not a case of common fever. The relative went to the hospital and was cured of the Malaria. The family was apparently eternally grateful to dad.
Being smarter than his elder brother, dad was the favored son of his dad. Grandfather was already a road contractor at that time. He soon recruited dad to work for him. Together, they successfully completed a road project. With the money, dad bought his first car – a second hand model. Dad was soon striking out and submitting tenders on his own. With another successful job and cash rolling in, he traded in his second hand car for a spanking new one. That car was apparently bigger and grander than the one owned by grandfather. It must be a big deal then, to own a car in the 1940s when there were only a handful of private vehicles on the road. And he was not even 20 years old yet.
Simon - 26 December 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
REMINISCING DAD - Part 2
The 1st family trip that I can remember of was the seaside holiday in Singapore. I must be about 6-7 years old then, judging from the old photographs in our family album.My aunties in Singapore rented an old bungalow by the seaside for a couple of days. All of us piled into Dad’s car and drove all the way down from Kluang. I had never been more excited in my life. Until then, I had never been to a seaside. Like any typical kid, I was bursting with excitement. The moment we arrived, I changed in a flash and flung my body and plunked into the inches deep surfs lapping on the sandy pebble beach. It was a painful first lesson when my scrawny and skeletal ribcage hit the hard ground. It was also the first time I saw dad swam and he swum far out into the sea. Not having learnt to swim yet, I was greatly impressed.
We stayed in the 3 storey shop house along Jalan Dato Teoh Siew Khor for about 10 years. So I practically grew up there. As a kid, I was very timid, not daring to venture down and out onto the street despite the temptation of the ice cream man ringing his bell down below. Crossing the bridge over the Kluang River was a nightmare. It was a solid 2 lane vehicle bridge with pedestrian path along the sides. While the bridge itself was paved, the pedestrian path was laid with timber planks that had small gaps in between. I had this phobia and fear of dropping into the river below. Every time we approached the bridge, I would get cold feet. I would turn and fled leaving whoever holding my hand bewildered.
There was much recreation in and around the house at that time. There were no electronic games back then. The first black and white television set in the house came much later on. I spent a great deal of my time playing Chinese chess with my invisible friend (i.e. alone) and sitting by the window watching the world went by. Kids were playing games on the street down below. And there was this fruit vendor parked right at the corner. I picked up the skill of cutting pineapples by watching him. Then of course there were the colonies of ants living at various parts of the house. I spent hours on end watching and studying them. I discovered that ants could be dropped from a great height without any harm done.
All my brothers and sisters were sent to Chinese medium schools. I was the only one in the family enrolled in an English medium school, starting from kindergarten and then on to English primary and secondary schools. Every time I asked why I was made the exception, the standard reply from my parents was that because I was too timid as a child. Looking back, I suspect the consideration of job prospect and following the path taken by dad could also come into the equation. In the 50s, someone with a Senior Cambridge Certificate (grade 9) was deemed to be a big deal. In fact, some of my teachers back then only had SC certificates. Dad had his primary education in a Chinese school and then went on to Singapore to continue his studies until Form 3 in an English medium school. I think I was picked as an afterthought, to follow in his foot steps.
Simon -23 December 2009
We stayed in the 3 storey shop house along Jalan Dato Teoh Siew Khor for about 10 years. So I practically grew up there. As a kid, I was very timid, not daring to venture down and out onto the street despite the temptation of the ice cream man ringing his bell down below. Crossing the bridge over the Kluang River was a nightmare. It was a solid 2 lane vehicle bridge with pedestrian path along the sides. While the bridge itself was paved, the pedestrian path was laid with timber planks that had small gaps in between. I had this phobia and fear of dropping into the river below. Every time we approached the bridge, I would get cold feet. I would turn and fled leaving whoever holding my hand bewildered.
There was much recreation in and around the house at that time. There were no electronic games back then. The first black and white television set in the house came much later on. I spent a great deal of my time playing Chinese chess with my invisible friend (i.e. alone) and sitting by the window watching the world went by. Kids were playing games on the street down below. And there was this fruit vendor parked right at the corner. I picked up the skill of cutting pineapples by watching him. Then of course there were the colonies of ants living at various parts of the house. I spent hours on end watching and studying them. I discovered that ants could be dropped from a great height without any harm done.
All my brothers and sisters were sent to Chinese medium schools. I was the only one in the family enrolled in an English medium school, starting from kindergarten and then on to English primary and secondary schools. Every time I asked why I was made the exception, the standard reply from my parents was that because I was too timid as a child. Looking back, I suspect the consideration of job prospect and following the path taken by dad could also come into the equation. In the 50s, someone with a Senior Cambridge Certificate (grade 9) was deemed to be a big deal. In fact, some of my teachers back then only had SC certificates. Dad had his primary education in a Chinese school and then went on to Singapore to continue his studies until Form 3 in an English medium school. I think I was picked as an afterthought, to follow in his foot steps.
Simon -23 December 2009
Taken on 7 th October 2009
it was mum's birthday
v had a steamboat dinner at sunway there
ah gong was still fine & healthy
but that day he didnt eat much
most probably he thought that the food there is expensive
he didnt know the price is fix for each person
when we asked him what food he wants so we can go out there & take
he jz answered,"NO NO NO, later will be very expensive if take more!"
that day i sat opposite him
i passed him the food,then he passed it back to me,a few times
he said he's full
but i know he 's not,
cuz he didnt like this type of food
v didnt talked much
but i remember he asked me where 's my frien(thien hoe)
then i said he was at singapore so couldnt cm
& v continue eating & passing the foods
that day wasn't far away from today
everything happened on that day was still clear in mind
i wish i talk more to him on that day
i wish i pass more foods to him on that day
i wish more
but i lost him,now
it s been 2 weeks................
ah gong,u miss us?
-NC-
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Coming days
Today is winter solstice day ( tang yuen )..
Recalling last year's today ... I think ... we were collecting tang yuen's from Ah Ma :)
I made some too I remember..I wanted to make a diamond shape ? ( Actually like chocolate shape ) then ... I just know I pressed the sides with my thumb and my second finger...
I brought some home n insisted mum to cook them...cos it was the tang yuen I made .
And...somehow..the shape was verrry weird and it tasted ... ??? ( I forgot )
Christmas .
2 more days ? Yeah it must be ..its 22 Dismember today.... I watched Mulan mah
Chinese tradition... I wouldn't forgot last year's Christmas...at least 1 of the nites :D:D
I always like guests to come to my home... I guess I cant hide my show offy character :D
Then at last it was decided to be held in my grandma house...it is bigger ,still.
We had BBQ~ and they said dad's potato salad was nice~ and somemore wanedt refill!
I woudnt forget the punch we made too :D
It was ... orange twister juice and ... mixed tropical fruit juice with strawberries and a little gin I think . YUM ! :D Not forgetting the frog's egg ( those kinda seeds you can put in water that looks like frog's egg ) too...
It was unforgettable. But it was with Ah Gong... when we celebrated Christmas last year.
Anyway , my dearrrr cousin sister is getting married next month :D:D
Finally ~~ getting married ~ haha ~
Haih ... I will be aunty once again i guess D:
To everybody : Sleep well!
Tata ,
ML.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Last nite i was crazily having alcohol & games at hotel, langkawi
still,before i went to bed
my mind was clear & awake,i didnt get drunk
then i had dreamed
i was standing in front of a black classic phone booth
the phone was ringing
& i picked it up
"ah ching"
the voice is so clear & familiar
i straight away knew it s ah gong
the conversation is around 30 sec
he told me he is fine at the other place
he said he knows everyone loves him still
then lastly he said
sooner something worst is going to happen
you(你们）have to be careful
when i asked him why
no more voice from the other side
& i woke up
i know this is just a dream
but i feel a bit discomfort somewhere
i m glad we 've talked
i m glad he is fine there
no matter what he said or what i dreamt is true or not
everyone of you has to take care of yourself,k?
still,before i went to bed
my mind was clear & awake,i didnt get drunk
then i had dreamed
i was standing in front of a black classic phone booth
the phone was ringing
& i picked it up
"ah ching"
the voice is so clear & familiar
i straight away knew it s ah gong
the conversation is around 30 sec
he told me he is fine at the other place
he said he knows everyone loves him still
then lastly he said
sooner something worst is going to happen
you(你们）have to be careful
when i asked him why
no more voice from the other side
& i woke up
i know this is just a dream
but i feel a bit discomfort somewhere
i m glad we 've talked
i m glad he is fine there
no matter what he said or what i dreamt is true or not
everyone of you has to take care of yourself,k?
Sunday, December 20, 2009
REMINISCING DAD - Part 1
(Preamble - Some of the little incidents, occasions and snippets of life that happened decades ago are still vivid in my mind. Some are already hazy. The following recollections will not claim to be accurate records of events in the NG family. It is more of a reminiscence offering abridged versions of events and memories solely from my personal perspective. These are stories of my childhood and family that I would tell my daughter.)
I have very little recollection of my first 5-6 years in the Jalan Haji Manan family house where I was born. The only things I could remember were that as kids we loved to play games under the bed and that I hid my valuables (coins & soft drink bottle caps) under the mattress. Then out of the blue one day I found out that we were moving house – to a 3 storey shop house in Kluang town. During that big shift all my precious collections under the mattress disappeared.
At age six, I was sent to an English medium kindergarten ran by a church. The quaint little chapel with a small pointed spire was located right at the end of a long cul-de-sac next to the railway line and a stone throw away from an abattoir. I don’t remember learning anything other than the ABC in the kindergarten. However, I can still remember the cup of milk and the round Marie biscuits we were given daily during recess. I can also remember the to-die-for red rose syrup flavored agar-agar that you can buy at the canteen.
After school was over, and when everybody including the teacher had gone home, the place can turned eerily quiet. Dad was frequently late in picking me up and I was scared out of my 6 year old wits. There was this statue of Jesus Christ in front of the church with blood dripping down from some parts of his body. He seemed to be peering down and mocking at me whenever I was there alone. I would stand outside the gate watching the road anxiously for Dad’s car, never daring to look back.
One day, old 2nd uncle passed away. I went back to school the next day wearing a blue colored mourning tag on my shirt sleeve. The Indian lady teacher pointed at the tag with her cane and asked me what that was for. I could hardly speak a word of English then, let alone explained what had happened. So I ignored her. She got annoyed after a while and caned me once on my leg. I was furious. I sprang up and ran out of the classroom. She chased after me. I ran as fast as I could and headed for the railway line. The teacher followed by the whole class were shouting and chasing after me along the railway track. After a while, she gave up and went back to the church to telephone my father. I wandered around and finally ended up in my old family house in Haji Manan.
Dad was furious when he came to pick me up. In the car, he threatened to tie me up and give me a good trashing when we got home. Dad was always very stern looking. A man with very few words. I had never seen his affectionate side when we were younger. I had never heard him tell a joke. I think, as children we were all rather scared of him. Maybe, fathers were expected to act that way during his and his father’s generation. Anyway, the threat was never carried out. In fact, to his credit he had never once physically punished me despite his fierce demeanors.
Simon – 20 December 2009
I have very little recollection of my first 5-6 years in the Jalan Haji Manan family house where I was born. The only things I could remember were that as kids we loved to play games under the bed and that I hid my valuables (coins & soft drink bottle caps) under the mattress. Then out of the blue one day I found out that we were moving house – to a 3 storey shop house in Kluang town. During that big shift all my precious collections under the mattress disappeared.
At age six, I was sent to an English medium kindergarten ran by a church. The quaint little chapel with a small pointed spire was located right at the end of a long cul-de-sac next to the railway line and a stone throw away from an abattoir. I don’t remember learning anything other than the ABC in the kindergarten. However, I can still remember the cup of milk and the round Marie biscuits we were given daily during recess. I can also remember the to-die-for red rose syrup flavored agar-agar that you can buy at the canteen.
After school was over, and when everybody including the teacher had gone home, the place can turned eerily quiet. Dad was frequently late in picking me up and I was scared out of my 6 year old wits. There was this statue of Jesus Christ in front of the church with blood dripping down from some parts of his body. He seemed to be peering down and mocking at me whenever I was there alone. I would stand outside the gate watching the road anxiously for Dad’s car, never daring to look back.
One day, old 2nd uncle passed away. I went back to school the next day wearing a blue colored mourning tag on my shirt sleeve. The Indian lady teacher pointed at the tag with her cane and asked me what that was for. I could hardly speak a word of English then, let alone explained what had happened. So I ignored her. She got annoyed after a while and caned me once on my leg. I was furious. I sprang up and ran out of the classroom. She chased after me. I ran as fast as I could and headed for the railway line. The teacher followed by the whole class were shouting and chasing after me along the railway track. After a while, she gave up and went back to the church to telephone my father. I wandered around and finally ended up in my old family house in Haji Manan.
Dad was furious when he came to pick me up. In the car, he threatened to tie me up and give me a good trashing when we got home. Dad was always very stern looking. A man with very few words. I had never seen his affectionate side when we were younger. I had never heard him tell a joke. I think, as children we were all rather scared of him. Maybe, fathers were expected to act that way during his and his father’s generation. Anyway, the threat was never carried out. In fact, to his credit he had never once physically punished me despite his fierce demeanors.
Simon – 20 December 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Merry Christmas !!
Send this eCard !This year's Christmas wont be that fun ... since Ah Gong left us ..
So we are wishing our relatives and friends Merry Christmas !
Friday, December 18, 2009
Healthy Living Lifestyle
在阿嬷家和她老人家的生活起居上，今后，受鼓励和不受鼓励之安排有如下：
A. 获鼓励如下：-
1. 家人轻松不超越续战两小时的麻雀牌局，无任欢迎。茶水糕饼服侍，由“年轻”牌友主动效劳。开台清台，务必及时了结，不留任何手尾！
2. 后辈至少每月两回，主动自备鲜美食材，向阿嬷认真学师“金瓜糕”、比萨、包子、薄饼、猪脚醋等诸类永春传统美食，借机亲近争宠，并激发合家聚餐天伦乐。
3. 晨运夕走，太极帮衬，公园野餐，群集火锅，凡此种种，投其所适，妙趣横生。
4. 在沉寂烦琐的小圈生活里，偶遇桂林奇峰碧水，漫步梦幻遨游；或如和杰先生领航，遥奔祖乡“永春寻幽之旅”；或搭短程“波德申滨海缓驰”；抑或Nancy,千帆小姐常顾的“运顶投银”，一夜过搏杀轻眠剧，哪怕还不夹含无穷而无形的异境欢聚情趣呵！
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B. 不获鼓励如下：-
1. 为免牌局冗长和友情礼待不周之难控，外宾登堂入局之烂缠牌场，可免则免矣！势若阿嬷潜居外出凑兴友谊牌局之雅兴，理应护送鼓舞，惟切记不时提醒不过劳两时辰之战。倘若无效，索性借口他事载回家里暂休。
2. 年过八旬，切忌重锅油鼎，亲操大伙餐饮。更忌“百斤包粽”，“煮鸡切猪”，累极劳作！
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NOTE: 欢迎各位多提供意见，拟于25/12/09圣诞夜晚通过，并获阿嬷本人之支持，当晚生效。
Sam
A. 获鼓励如下：-
1. 家人轻松不超越续战两小时的麻雀牌局，无任欢迎。茶水糕饼服侍，由“年轻”牌友主动效劳。开台清台，务必及时了结，不留任何手尾！
2. 后辈至少每月两回，主动自备鲜美食材，向阿嬷认真学师“金瓜糕”、比萨、包子、薄饼、猪脚醋等诸类永春传统美食，借机亲近争宠，并激发合家聚餐天伦乐。
3. 晨运夕走，太极帮衬，公园野餐，群集火锅，凡此种种，投其所适，妙趣横生。
4. 在沉寂烦琐的小圈生活里，偶遇桂林奇峰碧水，漫步梦幻遨游；或如和杰先生领航，遥奔祖乡“永春寻幽之旅”；或搭短程“波德申滨海缓驰”；抑或Nancy,千帆小姐常顾的“运顶投银”，一夜过搏杀轻眠剧，哪怕还不夹含无穷而无形的异境欢聚情趣呵！
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B. 不获鼓励如下：-
1. 为免牌局冗长和友情礼待不周之难控，外宾登堂入局之烂缠牌场，可免则免矣！势若阿嬷潜居外出凑兴友谊牌局之雅兴，理应护送鼓舞，惟切记不时提醒不过劳两时辰之战。倘若无效，索性借口他事载回家里暂休。
2. 年过八旬，切忌重锅油鼎，亲操大伙餐饮。更忌“百斤包粽”，“煮鸡切猪”，累极劳作！
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NOTE: 欢迎各位多提供意见，拟于25/12/09圣诞夜晚通过，并获阿嬷本人之支持，当晚生效。
Sam
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
THE FINAL GOODBYE
MR. NG KIM BOK (12.1.1925 – 10.12.2009)
Dad passed away peacefully at 2:42PM on the 10th December 2009 at the SJMC. The burial certificate stated the causes of death were due to head injury, cerebral contusion and aspiration pneumonia.
Dad was born on 12th January 1925. So he was 84 years 11 month and 28 days old when he passed away. One month and 2 days short of his 85th birthday. However, according to the complicated Chinese calendar calculations and taking into account his zodiac sign and a bonus addition of 3 years, he was officially pronounced to be 89 years old.
Dad left behind his dear wife, 6 children, 4 daughters-in law and 1 son in-law, 10 grandchildren and 2 great grand children. The last family photograph taken was almost 10 years ago. It was a pity that we did not arrange for a family photograph with all 4 generations when dad was still around.
The wake was for 5 days complete with all the rituals and rites as recommended by the “ISO certified" undertaker. Dad’s ashes were laid to rest on Monday 14 December 2009 at the peaceful, tranquil and beautifully landscaped Shah Alam Memorial Park. The remnant indistinguishable ashes were supposed to be disposed off separately. We decided to take the remaining ashes and scattered them into the Mengibol river in Kluang, Dad’s and our hometown. (Mom does not want the box of ashes to be brought into the house or kept for long anywhere. I suggest we make the trip to Kluang this weekend. Anyone wishing to go, please signs up in this blog.)
As a mark of respect to dad, we will observe 100 days of mourning. During this period, clothing in the shades of red, orange and yellow are to be avoided.
Dad had departed for heaven but he will remain forever in our hearts and our minds.
simon - 15 Dec 09
Dad passed away peacefully at 2:42PM on the 10th December 2009 at the SJMC. The burial certificate stated the causes of death were due to head injury, cerebral contusion and aspiration pneumonia.
Dad was born on 12th January 1925. So he was 84 years 11 month and 28 days old when he passed away. One month and 2 days short of his 85th birthday. However, according to the complicated Chinese calendar calculations and taking into account his zodiac sign and a bonus addition of 3 years, he was officially pronounced to be 89 years old.
Dad left behind his dear wife, 6 children, 4 daughters-in law and 1 son in-law, 10 grandchildren and 2 great grand children. The last family photograph taken was almost 10 years ago. It was a pity that we did not arrange for a family photograph with all 4 generations when dad was still around.
The wake was for 5 days complete with all the rituals and rites as recommended by the “ISO certified" undertaker. Dad’s ashes were laid to rest on Monday 14 December 2009 at the peaceful, tranquil and beautifully landscaped Shah Alam Memorial Park. The remnant indistinguishable ashes were supposed to be disposed off separately. We decided to take the remaining ashes and scattered them into the Mengibol river in Kluang, Dad’s and our hometown. (Mom does not want the box of ashes to be brought into the house or kept for long anywhere. I suggest we make the trip to Kluang this weekend. Anyone wishing to go, please signs up in this blog.)
As a mark of respect to dad, we will observe 100 days of mourning. During this period, clothing in the shades of red, orange and yellow are to be avoided.
Dad had departed for heaven but he will remain forever in our hearts and our minds.
simon - 15 Dec 09
Monday, December 14, 2009
finally everything is over
Nirvana is definitely a best choice for ah gong
they did a great job tat reduced our external worries
& everything comes smoothly & easily
ah gong has left us peacefully
somehow i feel it s jz too soon for us to lose him
too fast & too unexpected
ah gong fell down a number of time in these few years
& he was still at good condition after tat
this time .. was not as lucky as previous falls
& we lose him with our broken hearts
no more ah gong sleeping on the lazy chair when we walk into the house
no more arguments between ah ma & ah gong
no more sport channels thr when we were trying to change the channel we like
no more no more no more
ah gong is no longer there
i know he will always in our heart forever
but how good if i can rewind back the time
tat i can see him there
doing his daily activities tat we are familiar with
how good if this is jz a dream
tat i ll wake up now & go to ah ma house
& he is still there,waiting for dinner time
i miss ah gong
we are going to miss u very badly, ah gong
& for ah ma
she is very sad & down
i worry this will affect her health
we try our best
to be with ah ma most of the time
to take care of ah ma on behalf of ah gong
this is least we can do to protect the family
NC
Nirvana is definitely a best choice for ah gong
they did a great job tat reduced our external worries
& everything comes smoothly & easily
ah gong has left us peacefully
somehow i feel it s jz too soon for us to lose him
too fast & too unexpected
ah gong fell down a number of time in these few years
& he was still at good condition after tat
this time .. was not as lucky as previous falls
& we lose him with our broken hearts
no more ah gong sleeping on the lazy chair when we walk into the house
no more arguments between ah ma & ah gong
no more sport channels thr when we were trying to change the channel we like
no more no more no more
ah gong is no longer there
i know he will always in our heart forever
but how good if i can rewind back the time
tat i can see him there
doing his daily activities tat we are familiar with
how good if this is jz a dream
tat i ll wake up now & go to ah ma house
& he is still there,waiting for dinner time
i miss ah gong
we are going to miss u very badly, ah gong
& for ah ma
she is very sad & down
i worry this will affect her health
we try our best
to be with ah ma most of the time
to take care of ah ma on behalf of ah gong
this is least we can do to protect the family
NC
R.I.P. Ah Gong.
Its finally over ....
At the moment I heard about this news , I was so shocked and tears started spilling out without notice. We rushed to the hospital just in time to see Ah Gong lying on the hospital bed where we visit day by day .
When we had to kneel down , I saw everyone's eyes were red and swollen , and that night was the most unforgettable night for me .
The second , third and fourth , relatives came and we had to pray for 3 sessions .. that was unforgettable ,too.
I was guarding the last night , and everyone was feeling down ...
And on the last day , when we saw the last look of Ah Gong and when Ah Gong was pushed into the " big oven " , tears just spilled out .
Ah Gong didnt get to see this blog...
But still , he had a long and happy life , with such good children and grandchildren... he shouldn't have any worries about us...
So I wish Ah Kong can Rest In Peace ...
ML
Sunday, December 13, 2009
In Loving Memory of Ah Kong (12.1.1925 - 10.12.2009)
It was time to let go.... though some of us were not by his bedside when he had his last breath but Ah Kong will definitely be dearly miss...
I will never forget the night when he was admitted into the hospital and he was sipping water from the cup i was holding.. it was the last time I saw him conscious enough and talked to Ah Mah.
I will never forget the lunch we had together with Tze Chow and his parents. Ah Kong was excited to meet his grandaughter's future in-laws. He wore a smart shirt and matching leather shoes. I am glad that Ah Kong and Ah Mah joined us for lunch that day.
I will never forget the way he sings karaoke.
I will never forget how he nags us when we left the lights/fans on when nobody is in the room.
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Ah Kong, we all miss you !!
-=Shin Hui=-
I will never forget the night when he was admitted into the hospital and he was sipping water from the cup i was holding.. it was the last time I saw him conscious enough and talked to Ah Mah.
I will never forget the lunch we had together with Tze Chow and his parents. Ah Kong was excited to meet his grandaughter's future in-laws. He wore a smart shirt and matching leather shoes. I am glad that Ah Kong and Ah Mah joined us for lunch that day.
I will never forget the way he sings karaoke.
I will never forget how he nags us when we left the lights/fans on when nobody is in the room.
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Ah Kong, we all miss you !!
-=Shin Hui=-
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
To all of the Ng family members
Please dont cry,
i understand grandpa's condition is not so pleasant
when you cry, you will be weaker & emotional
i feel heartache to see those who cry
Stay strong, grandpa is still there for us
i m not good in comforting ppl
but i ll try my best if i could
grandma is very weak nowadays
let's try our best to comfort her & one another
we are one,always
-NC-
Please dont cry,
i understand grandpa's condition is not so pleasant
when you cry, you will be weaker & emotional
i feel heartache to see those who cry
Stay strong, grandpa is still there for us
i m not good in comforting ppl
but i ll try my best if i could
grandma is very weak nowadays
let's try our best to comfort her & one another
we are one,always
-NC-
Sunday, December 6, 2009
LETTER TO DAD - 2
Dear Dad
How are you feeling today? You seem to be breathing better the past few days and sleeping so soundly. Do you know that your sisters and brother-in-law from Singapore and JB came all the way to see you? Do you know your family has been coming to the hospital to see you every day and night for the past 14 days urging you to wake up, get well and come home.
You have been sleeping and resting for 2 weeks now. It is time to wake up. Aren't you tired of the bland baby food they have been feeding you? If you wake up, we will bring you mom's chicken soup and fish porridge. We can then move you to an individual room with TV. You can watch the EPL football matches and your favorite Hokkien soap opera. You have already missed out on so many episodes.
Your grand children remain ever optimistic. They never gave up hope on you.They believe you are a fighter and will pull through this critical period. This is a big challenge for you dad. Prove the doctors wrong. Show us miracles can happen.
Today is 6 December. New Year is just around the corner. Your birthday is also coming up soon. We want you to wake up, get well and walk out of the hospital by Christmas. Remember the big welcome party when you returned from Singapore 13 years ago. There were balloons, streamers and welcome home banner. Well, that was nothing really. We promise this time around, the party will be simply awesome - the mother of all parties.
simon - 6 December 2009.
How are you feeling today? You seem to be breathing better the past few days and sleeping so soundly. Do you know that your sisters and brother-in-law from Singapore and JB came all the way to see you? Do you know your family has been coming to the hospital to see you every day and night for the past 14 days urging you to wake up, get well and come home.
You have been sleeping and resting for 2 weeks now. It is time to wake up. Aren't you tired of the bland baby food they have been feeding you? If you wake up, we will bring you mom's chicken soup and fish porridge. We can then move you to an individual room with TV. You can watch the EPL football matches and your favorite Hokkien soap opera. You have already missed out on so many episodes.
Your grand children remain ever optimistic. They never gave up hope on you.They believe you are a fighter and will pull through this critical period. This is a big challenge for you dad. Prove the doctors wrong. Show us miracles can happen.
Today is 6 December. New Year is just around the corner. Your birthday is also coming up soon. We want you to wake up, get well and walk out of the hospital by Christmas. Remember the big welcome party when you returned from Singapore 13 years ago. There were balloons, streamers and welcome home banner. Well, that was nothing really. We promise this time around, the party will be simply awesome - the mother of all parties.
simon - 6 December 2009.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
[ 5 -12-2009 ]
We went to the hospital like about 6 something today in the evening .
We went there and saw few of the family members going back . We got to see Ah Gong a little late cos the nurses were busy attending to him.
We waited like about half an hour .
Would appreciate if they could do their job faster .
Saw Ah Gong . I noticed there was a tube to his nose . It is medicine . o.O
His breathing was a little ??
I think he wants to cough the phlegm out though .
Hope Ah Gong gets better real soon .
And my mums side grandma. ( She also fell )
I guess I wont be going to Bali already then .
- ML -
WEARING OF FACE MASK
The question was raised by our aunties from Singapore why the hospital does not make it a requirement for visitors to wear face mask? It think it is a valid concern and especially relevant in wards like HDU where the issue of infections is so critical for the patients and to a lesser extend for the visitors. A proper screening and hygienic precautions similar to the ICU wards should be adopted. So instead of just talking about it, we should take the initiative and don face mask when going into the ward. As such, we will be distributing a mask to everybody this evening.
simon - 5 December 09
simon - 5 December 09
03-12-09
份量：1.4 公升
元素：
Glucose 11% /885ml, Amino acids and electrolytes (Vamin 18 Novum) 300ml, Fat emulsion (Intralipid) 20%/225ml.
活性元素：
purified soybean oil 51g
glucose monohydrate 107g
corresponding to glucose (anhydrous) 97g
alanine 4.8g
arginine 3.4g
aspartic acid 1.0g
glutamic acid 1.7g
glycine 2.4g
histidine 2.0g
isoleucine 1.7g
leucine 2.4g
lysine hydrochloride 3.4g
corresponding to lysine 2.7g
methionine 1.7g
phenylalanine 2.4g
proline 2.0g
serine 1.4g
threonine 1.7g
tryptophan 0.57g
tyrosine 0.069g
valine 2.2g
Sam
ye en is here to apologize for the late post. I took some time to analyze my dad's horrible hand writing. Sorry boss, i'm a bad secretary.
- 老爸今天幸能进食1.4L 的 Kabiven Peripheral, 气色改善，气喘减轻，看在各一旁，阿晖小姐和我，今晚皆免暗泪。
- 明早，会刺探那稍嫌“老油条”的“罗纳德”，Kabiven营养液如若喂食有效，能否续供？何不早施此方？
份量：1.4 公升
元素：
Glucose 11% /885ml, Amino acids and electrolytes (Vamin 18 Novum) 300ml, Fat emulsion (Intralipid) 20%/225ml.
活性元素：
purified soybean oil 51g
glucose monohydrate 107g
corresponding to glucose (anhydrous) 97g
alanine 4.8g
arginine 3.4g
aspartic acid 1.0g
glutamic acid 1.7g
glycine 2.4g
histidine 2.0g
isoleucine 1.7g
leucine 2.4g
lysine hydrochloride 3.4g
corresponding to lysine 2.7g
methionine 1.7g
phenylalanine 2.4g
proline 2.0g
serine 1.4g
threonine 1.7g
tryptophan 0.57g
tyrosine 0.069g
valine 2.2g
Sam
ye en is here to apologize for the late post. I took some time to analyze my dad's horrible hand writing. Sorry boss, i'm a bad secretary.
What hope means
Hope is bright shinning light which keeps darkness at the bay
Hope is gentle cold breeze on a hot summer day
Hope is to remain positive when going gets tough
Hope is seeking more when others think you had enough
What hope means
Hope is dreaming of tomorrow
Hope is simmering under sorrow
Hope is sparkles when tears in our eyes
Hope is a beautiful thing and beautiful things never die
What hope means
Hope is as light as a feather
Hope keeps all of us together
Hope is ubiquitous and free of cost
Hope is the last thing ever lost
This poem is dedicated to ah gong and all Ng family members.
We all know it's gonna be a long journey of recovery but we'll never ever let go of hope.
Hang in there, people=)
Hope is bright shinning light which keeps darkness at the bay
Hope is gentle cold breeze on a hot summer day
Hope is to remain positive when going gets tough
Hope is seeking more when others think you had enough
What hope means
Hope is dreaming of tomorrow
Hope is simmering under sorrow
Hope is sparkles when tears in our eyes
Hope is a beautiful thing and beautiful things never die
What hope means
Hope is as light as a feather
Hope keeps all of us together
Hope is ubiquitous and free of cost
Hope is the last thing ever lost
This poem is dedicated to ah gong and all Ng family members.
We all know it's gonna be a long journey of recovery but we'll never ever let go of hope.
Hang in there, people=)
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Dear Ah Gong
It s been 11 days
you staying at hospital alone
every night we think of you
hope tomorrow will be a better day
we everyday hold a deep breath when we have to accept the fact
that you are still in the hospital
Ah Gong
all of us are fighting in the war
with your strength to breathe
with your strong-willed that you really want to live
we know that
we are trying hard,everyday
wish you could come home with us
having a peaceful Christmas dinner together as family
our relatives,our neighbours, our friends
& all of us
want you to come back
watch your favourite football
eat your favourite chicken rice
& listen to your favourite mah-jong sound
Ah Gong,
dont give up
none of us will give up
with any little hope that will arise
Ah Gong,
please wake up
most of us not yet married
you have to see who is going to marry your grand daughters & son
you have to sit in the first new car that we buy
you have to come the first new house that we own
there are so many things you have to be there
Please, i please you not to walk away from us
We are happy,truly happy when there is a little improvement to your body
Please, keep us happy
give us more happiness
give us more hopes
We just want you to come home,safely & healthy
We love you, Ah Gong
Stay Strong
NC
It s been 11 days
you staying at hospital alone
every night we think of you
hope tomorrow will be a better day
we everyday hold a deep breath when we have to accept the fact
that you are still in the hospital
Ah Gong
all of us are fighting in the war
with your strength to breathe
with your strong-willed that you really want to live
we know that
we are trying hard,everyday
wish you could come home with us
having a peaceful Christmas dinner together as family
our relatives,our neighbours, our friends
& all of us
want you to come back
watch your favourite football
eat your favourite chicken rice
& listen to your favourite mah-jong sound
Ah Gong,
dont give up
none of us will give up
with any little hope that will arise
Ah Gong,
please wake up
most of us not yet married
you have to see who is going to marry your grand daughters & son
you have to sit in the first new car that we buy
you have to come the first new house that we own
there are so many things you have to be there
Please, i please you not to walk away from us
We are happy,truly happy when there is a little improvement to your body
Please, keep us happy
give us more happiness
give us more hopes
We just want you to come home,safely & healthy
We love you, Ah Gong
Stay Strong
NC
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
PRAYING FOR A MIRACLE
Both Dr Ronald and Dr Low gave a rather bleak prognosis this morning.
Dr Ronald said that Ah Kong’s brain condition has deteriorated seriously and is now virtually in a state of coma. His breathing has become erratic and even stopped at times. Feeding is out of question at this stage. He told us to be prepared for the fact that the patient might breathe his last at any time.
Dr Low’s assessment was equally pessimistic on the possibility of Ah Kong’s recovery. The bleeding in the brain, stroke, paralysis of the right side, pneumonia, weak resistance and old age all adds up. Even if he survives through this critical phase, he is unlikely to recover to where he was before this incident.
Bad news is always very difficult to accept. Everyone is praying for a miracle. But ultimately, we have to face reality and be mentally prepared for the worst.
simon - 2 December 2009
Dr Ronald said that Ah Kong’s brain condition has deteriorated seriously and is now virtually in a state of coma. His breathing has become erratic and even stopped at times. Feeding is out of question at this stage. He told us to be prepared for the fact that the patient might breathe his last at any time.
Dr Low’s assessment was equally pessimistic on the possibility of Ah Kong’s recovery. The bleeding in the brain, stroke, paralysis of the right side, pneumonia, weak resistance and old age all adds up. Even if he survives through this critical phase, he is unlikely to recover to where he was before this incident.
Bad news is always very difficult to accept. Everyone is praying for a miracle. But ultimately, we have to face reality and be mentally prepared for the worst.
simon - 2 December 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Lighten up guys !
To all the Ng Family Members
* sighs * ... Everyday in the hospital ..everyone's mood are =(
LIGHTEN UP !!!!!!
Ah Kong will be FINE . Be optimistic . I thought he is getting better ???
And every day we go and see him. I 'm sure with our support , he will get better !!!
And then by Christmas , he will be sitting down with us eating Christmas and New Year dinner .
Just take it that way ... =D=D.
- ML -
* sighs * ... Everyday in the hospital ..everyone's mood are =(
LIGHTEN UP !!!!!!
Ah Kong will be FINE . Be optimistic . I thought he is getting better ???
And every day we go and see him. I 'm sure with our support , he will get better !!!
And then by Christmas , he will be sitting down with us eating Christmas and New Year dinner .
Just take it that way ... =D=D.
- ML -
A LETTER TO DAD
Dearest Dad
You would decide and we would respect your decisions had you been awake. However, the doctors want decisions now and cannot wait for you to wake up. So we, your family have to make the difficult and hopefully the correct decisions on your behalf.
You have stopped eating. So the nurses have to feed you with a tube through the nose. Somehow the liquid sustenance was not properly ingested and some have spilled over into your lungs. We know it was very uncomfortable. The doctors have stopped the feeding and are putting you on a drip for 2 day. However, you will be hungry and will not have the strength to fight this illness. So tomorrow, the doctors will try the feeding again. It will be done in smaller quantities and we will ensure that it is properly carried out. We know it is not your favorite chicken rice but you need the nutrients. If your body still has problem taking in the liquid feed, a gastrostomy has to be performed so that they can feed directly into your stomach. We have given them our consent.
The other nagging problem is your congested lungs. Listening to your labored breath we know you feel chesty and have difficulty breathing. The nurses are sucking out the phlegm daily to make you more comfortable. This morning, we could feel that there were less fluid in your chest and you were breathing more normally. However, just in case the fluid builds up again and the doctors feel there is a need to perform a tracheostomy to more effectively suck up all these phlegm, we have also given our consent for the procedure.
Dad, please don’t worry. We might have given our prior consent to the doctors, but it is strictly on the condition of absolute necessity. The procedures might not be needed at all. We need you to be strong. Wake up and fight this illness. Then we can take you home and have a BIG party.
Simon – Tuesday, 1 December 2009
You would decide and we would respect your decisions had you been awake. However, the doctors want decisions now and cannot wait for you to wake up. So we, your family have to make the difficult and hopefully the correct decisions on your behalf.
You have stopped eating. So the nurses have to feed you with a tube through the nose. Somehow the liquid sustenance was not properly ingested and some have spilled over into your lungs. We know it was very uncomfortable. The doctors have stopped the feeding and are putting you on a drip for 2 day. However, you will be hungry and will not have the strength to fight this illness. So tomorrow, the doctors will try the feeding again. It will be done in smaller quantities and we will ensure that it is properly carried out. We know it is not your favorite chicken rice but you need the nutrients. If your body still has problem taking in the liquid feed, a gastrostomy has to be performed so that they can feed directly into your stomach. We have given them our consent.
The other nagging problem is your congested lungs. Listening to your labored breath we know you feel chesty and have difficulty breathing. The nurses are sucking out the phlegm daily to make you more comfortable. This morning, we could feel that there were less fluid in your chest and you were breathing more normally. However, just in case the fluid builds up again and the doctors feel there is a need to perform a tracheostomy to more effectively suck up all these phlegm, we have also given our consent for the procedure.
Dad, please don’t worry. We might have given our prior consent to the doctors, but it is strictly on the condition of absolute necessity. The procedures might not be needed at all. We need you to be strong. Wake up and fight this illness. Then we can take you home and have a BIG party.
Simon – Tuesday, 1 December 2009
UPDATE TUE 1/12/09 - 6:00AM
It has been a very long and traumatic week. First we were told the brain injury was not serious and did not require surgery. We sighed with relief. A couple of days later we were informed about the serious case of pneumonia. Then the 2nd scan and the talk about surgery. This was followed with the go ahead to move out to an individual room and then yesterday when we were told the situation was bleak. Ah Kong's condition is deteriorating and the family must make the difficult decision whether to pull the plug when his body shuts down.
The emotional roller coaster that pulled our heart strings, that dragged us through alternating phases of worries, sadness, hope and despair had left me completely drained last night. I felt empty, too exhausted to update.
simon
The emotional roller coaster that pulled our heart strings, that dragged us through alternating phases of worries, sadness, hope and despair had left me completely drained last night. I felt empty, too exhausted to update.
simon
Good doctor?
我今天已相当不喜欢“罗纳德”那家伙了！而昨天，我就有点不喜欢他。
罗纳德如明天再重演那令人惊恐的所谓“奶水不入胃，还倒流入肺”的悲剧，我们是否先另请高明，确认其医技之正确性？
我之前已私下提醒罗纳德：阿公中午轻松吞下一大叠鸡腿饭，同个早餐也能享用大块猪肉干面包。而现怎会连一小杯奶水，令胃口不能消化？我不接受这医术演变。
I'm rather not satisfied with Mr. Ronald today. In fact, i wasn't happy with this guy since yesterday. Shall we look for more accurate medical advice before Ronald will repeat so called "milk unexpectedly spilled over into the lungs'' tragedy?
罗纳德如明天再重演那令人惊恐的所谓“奶水不入胃，还倒流入肺”的悲剧，我们是否先另请高明，确认其医技之正确性？
我之前已私下提醒罗纳德：阿公中午轻松吞下一大叠鸡腿饭，同个早餐也能享用大块猪肉干面包。而现怎会连一小杯奶水，令胃口不能消化？我不接受这医术演变。
I'm rather not satisfied with Mr. Ronald today. In fact, i wasn't happy with this guy since yesterday. Shall we look for more accurate medical advice before Ronald will repeat so called "milk unexpectedly spilled over into the lungs'' tragedy?
Monday, November 30, 2009
UPDATE 30/11/09 11:50AM
Ah Kong's condition is getting worse with new complications.
1. The liquid nutrient feed through the nose had spilled over into the lungs. Doctor has ordered the feeding to be stopped. Ah Kong will be on the drip for the next 24 hours. If further attempts to continue the feed tomorrow fails, they will have to insert the feeding tube, through an incision, directly to the stomach.
2. There are still plenty of fluid in the lungs. The antibiotic given has been ineffective. To facilitate the suction of the phlegm, Dr may have to open a hole in the throat to drain out the fluids.
3. Given the above situation, the recommendation to move Ah Kong to an individual room with 24 hours private nursing care has been ruled out.
4. Dr. Loh informed that the white blot in the 2nd CT scan indicates bleeding in the brain. However, the condition does not warrant any surgery at this point in time.
5. The critical issue now is the pneumonia condition of the lungs. The infection has to be contained as a first step towards recovery.
simon
1. The liquid nutrient feed through the nose had spilled over into the lungs. Doctor has ordered the feeding to be stopped. Ah Kong will be on the drip for the next 24 hours. If further attempts to continue the feed tomorrow fails, they will have to insert the feeding tube, through an incision, directly to the stomach.
2. There are still plenty of fluid in the lungs. The antibiotic given has been ineffective. To facilitate the suction of the phlegm, Dr may have to open a hole in the throat to drain out the fluids.
3. Given the above situation, the recommendation to move Ah Kong to an individual room with 24 hours private nursing care has been ruled out.
4. Dr. Loh informed that the white blot in the 2nd CT scan indicates bleeding in the brain. However, the condition does not warrant any surgery at this point in time.
5. The critical issue now is the pneumonia condition of the lungs. The infection has to be contained as a first step towards recovery.
simon
Sunday, November 29, 2009
My 1st Blog
Thank you Uncle Simon to update us Ah Gong's health status after every visit. Not only that, for today post, he did bring out everyone feeling. No matter how tough it is, I believe everyone knows the better way to overcome what we are facing. And for my beloved cousins, although we can't help much, try mentally support to our parents.
Chien Fun
Chien Fun
UPDATE SUN 29/11/09
There is no visible improvement in Ah Kong's condition. In fact, the lack of movement on the right side of his body is rather worrying. Doctor said that it is due to a stroke resulting from the fall. Hopefully it is a temporary condition that will improve and recover over time.
Dr. Loh has recommended that Ah Kong be moved to a individual room. The advantage being less chance of exposure to infections. However, there must be 24 hours nursing care. We are now in the process of making arrangements with a nursing agency. Apparently, a qualified nurse is required as she is supposed to take over all the nursing care for the patient.
Looking at the situation, it looks like Ah Kong will remain in the hospital for quite some time. We have to be psychological prepared for the emotional and difficult road ahead. Some kind of time table has to be worked out so that the duty of caring for Ah Kong can be more effectively shared. Ah Mah too need our emotional support and care in this trying time.
simon
Dr. Loh has recommended that Ah Kong be moved to a individual room. The advantage being less chance of exposure to infections. However, there must be 24 hours nursing care. We are now in the process of making arrangements with a nursing agency. Apparently, a qualified nurse is required as she is supposed to take over all the nursing care for the patient.
Looking at the situation, it looks like Ah Kong will remain in the hospital for quite some time. We have to be psychological prepared for the emotional and difficult road ahead. Some kind of time table has to be worked out so that the duty of caring for Ah Kong can be more effectively shared. Ah Mah too need our emotional support and care in this trying time.
simon
Saturday, November 28, 2009
FALSE ALARM CAUSED PANIC
It was a panicky 2 hours this afternoon caused by incomplete information transmitted by the messenger. The message was, the situation was bad and there were 2 conflicting views from the doctors (Dr Loh and the neurosurgeon) for surgery to be done and the family are to make the final decision. If that's the case an EGM for the Ng's clan has to be called immediately...... Aiyah, as it turn out later false alarm lah.
The real story is... there was/were white spot(s) in the 2nd CT scan. Dr Loh thought surgery was necessary whereas his colleague the Neurosurgeon thought otherwise. Surgeon said spot(s) maybe due to some technical error during the scan. The final decision is wait and see. Even if surgery is necessary, it will be a minor one and need not be carried out immediately.
The moral of the story is - message has to clear and accurate and preferably from the horse's mouth and ideally posted in Ng Family's blog.
simon 8:00PM 28/11/09
The real story is... there was/were white spot(s) in the 2nd CT scan. Dr Loh thought surgery was necessary whereas his colleague the Neurosurgeon thought otherwise. Surgeon said spot(s) maybe due to some technical error during the scan. The final decision is wait and see. Even if surgery is necessary, it will be a minor one and need not be carried out immediately.
The moral of the story is - message has to clear and accurate and preferably from the horse's mouth and ideally posted in Ng Family's blog.
simon 8:00PM 28/11/09
UPDATE 28/11/09 11:30am
No improvement in Ah Kong's condition. Sleep most of the time. Open eyes once in a while, but no response when we tried to communicate with him. No clear sign of recognition too. Also hardly taking in any food or fluid. Doctor starting on drip feeding of milk compound which will be administered every 3 hours and up to 1 litre a day until he start eating again.
Chest x-ray was carried out this morning. Dr. Ronald (respiratory doc) said left side of lung has fluid. Pneumonia condition. The only recourse is for the antibiotic to clear it up which is going to take some time. They also sucked some fluid from his chest this morning.
Dr Loh came in around 9.30AM. Ordered a 2nd CT scan to be carried out, to ensure bleeding in the brain has stopped. He will be back around 4.00 PM. Have to catch him then to find out the result of the scan. According to Dr Loh, the main problem now is the pneumonia condition.
Chest x-ray was carried out this morning. Dr. Ronald (respiratory doc) said left side of lung has fluid. Pneumonia condition. The only recourse is for the antibiotic to clear it up which is going to take some time. They also sucked some fluid from his chest this morning.
Dr Loh came in around 9.30AM. Ordered a 2nd CT scan to be carried out, to ensure bleeding in the brain has stopped. He will be back around 4.00 PM. Have to catch him then to find out the result of the scan. According to Dr Loh, the main problem now is the pneumonia condition.
Friday, November 27, 2009
Today at the hospital [ 27-11-09 ]
Learnt something today at the hospital .
If you wanna visit , come before 8pm.
We reached SJMC at 8.40 pm.We didn't get to see Ah Kong cos the nurses there were busy changing shifts .And when my mum asked the nurse when could we go in , she said we must wait for 1 hour .
Didn't she has common sense ? Wasn't the visiting hours over by then ??? It would be 10:40 pm by the time we could visit ....
So we should come earlier next time.
=_=
ML
If you wanna visit , come before 8pm.
We reached SJMC at 8.40 pm.We didn't get to see Ah Kong cos the nurses there were busy changing shifts .And when my mum asked the nurse when could we go in , she said we must wait for 1 hour .
Didn't she has common sense ? Wasn't the visiting hours over by then ??? It would be 10:40 pm by the time we could visit ....
So we should come earlier next time.
=_=
ML
AH KONG'S RECOVERY STATUS REPORT
Tracking Ah Kong's recovery is really stressful. It is very much like the current weather. One minute sunshine and the next minute rain. Yesterday we were all so optimistic that he was recovering well and will be transfer to a normal ward today. And then this morning the bad news about fluid in his lungs and that he might have to remain in the HDU for another week.
10:20PM 27 Nov 09
10:20PM 27 Nov 09
NG FAMILY'S BLOG
This blog was created with the following objectives:-
1. Coordinating and posting the "hospital visiting schedule" for Ah Kong.
2. For posting and updating everyone on Ah Kong's conditions.
3. To be used as a message board for any announcement or proposed family's gatherings & activities.
4. As a forum for discussion.
5. As a platform to post your creative talents
Please post your comments below or in the chat box. If you wish to publish a post and need the password, please contact the blog coordinator mun-lin.
27 Nov 09
1. Coordinating and posting the "hospital visiting schedule" for Ah Kong.
2. For posting and updating everyone on Ah Kong's conditions.
3. To be used as a message board for any announcement or proposed family's gatherings & activities.
4. As a forum for discussion.
5. As a platform to post your creative talents
Please post your comments below or in the chat box. If you wish to publish a post and need the password, please contact the blog coordinator mun-lin.
27 Nov 09
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