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In this blog page, what I will blog about is mostly about life and experiences. As we know, life is huge and experiences are valuable. Hopefully everybody who visits my blogs will at least read to a knowledgeable happening and most probably have your own thoughts of life's own journeys...Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077330806334392054.post-63817703047887636902011-07-20T03:34:00.000+08:002011-07-20T03:34:45.993+08:00Infinity Downline Program: Question and Answer<a href="http://www.zaharuddin.net/senarai-lengkap-artikel/38/920-infinity-downline-program-question-and-answer.html">Infinity Downline Program: Question and Answer</a>Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077330806334392054.post-4633781096224812642011-02-19T11:19:00.000+08:002011-02-19T11:19:23.917+08:00Meeting @ Putrajaya<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The meeting with the hospital management and the people involved went well yesterday. Below is the summary...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Date: 18th Feb 2011</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Time: 3pm</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Attendees: Staffs involved during the operation, deputy of the hospital, myself and my husband.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Agenda</strong>:</div><ol style="text-align: justify;"><li>Failed 'spinal' anaesthetic; no general anaesthetic (GA) given immediately as briefed to me before surgery starts.</li>
<li>No info given to parents about baby whereabouts after the surgery.</li>
<li>Wrong antibiotics given; with no alternative antibiotics.</li>
<li>Confirmation on lab test results for chromosome check. </li>
</ol><ol style="text-align: justify;"><li>My simple question to them was, why was I not briefed that the entonox gas will be given first (and see if I can bear the pain first) then only convert to GA? After a long explanation from the dept head (which some are irrelevant), she admitted that it was not done as briefed to me and that they will re-look at their SOP on briefing the correct procedure to patients in future.</li>
<li>Head of O&G explained her investigation from the nurse in-charge for this. The nurse was also assigned to assist the doctor in-charge of the baby, in trying to save the baby (baby Amir Daniel was born 'flat line'). The delay of informing was due to this; the nurse couldn't find my husband after that but assumed that my husband knows what happened since she was told that he had already went to NICU to look for the baby. Wrong assumption by nurse.</li>
<li>Explained what happened in the ward where the nurse advised me to just 'take it or leave it' (after I mentioned that I am allergic to the same group of antibiotics); and senior pharmacists also confirmed that I can take the antibiotics. Head of O&G admitted that this is a negligence by the staff. The nurse should have referred to the MO in-charge and I should be given an alternative antibiotics instead for my wounds. Plus, the nurse is NOT AUTHORIZE to give such advice to a patient. Even the senior pharmacist made a wrong decision! Because of this, I had rashes for days. This is a medical negligence and the hospital can be sued.</li>
<li>Doctor from NICU confirmed that the chromosomes were sent to HKL instead of LPPKN since HKL normally do a detailed test, rather than LPPKN. This test results may take up to 6 months. Hhhmmm....</li>
</ol><div style="text-align: justify;">There are few other minor matters raised - pathway to the morgue issue, attitudes of the nurses, etc. which I do not mention here. The meeting was about an hour. Anyway, I have requested for them to re-reply my complaint letter; admitting their negligence and written apology...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div></div>Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077330806334392054.post-73707255709058778882011-02-14T00:14:00.000+08:002011-02-14T00:42:52.509+08:00The Misconduct of Procedure<div style="text-align: justify;">After all the shock and trauma, I tried to give a lot of time for myself especially in heal the wounds from the c-section. This is a great challenge for me as this is my first cesarean and the wounds just won't heal easily even though it's already my fifth week (there's this just one very tiny dot that won't close completely). During the operation, there was a misconduct of procedure, on the anesthetics given to me. I am now waiting for the appointment with the management and people involve in the operation; waiting for them to explain why was I not treated accordingly. Below is the long report that I wrote to the Director of the hospital...<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:85%;" ><br />"I was admitted to ward immediately and was scheduled for an emergency operation, which I followed without any hesitancy. In the operation theatre, I was briefed that I will be given a half body anaesthetic (spinal) and they will wait if it works for me. If not, then it was mentioned to me that I will be given a general anaesthetic before starting the operation. I had given my consent after understood the whole procedure. The medical officer then had multiple attempts to insert the spinal catheter but it seemed that she could not really find the exact spot. I was quite disappointed with this; especially that it was my first time having an operation and I had great pain from these multiple injections. After trying several more times, I was asked to lie down and I thought that she had found the correct spot to inject the anaesthetic. I was asked by one of the nurses from time to time if I feel any numbness of my legs. However, each time I kept informing the staff nurse that I still can feel the normal sensation in my limbs. I was also asked to lift my legs and I could do so perfectly at that time. I believe this showed that I was not completely anaesthetised. Apart from all these, I was able to follow the instructions as I trusted the staffs were experienced enough and I saw that the surgeons have started preparing their tools for the surgery.<br /><br />At first, I felt a pulling with pain sensation at my bikini line and I was asked if I felt pain; I immediately replied “YES” as I was able to feel the sensation. The pulling was repeated and I still tell them I can still feel the pain. To my surprise, the surgeon straight away did the same thing which I believe they have started the incisions and the operation, although I had mention to the staff that it was very painful when asked. The nurse who was all the time standing above my head had of course noticed that I was in great pain; she had also kept on asking if I still feel the pain and I still kept on telling her “YES”. I had to endure the great pain for a long time that I could not say anything anymore. I also felt the great pain of pulling, in and out of my stomach; and until I passed out. Before I passed out, I could only remember that someone asked to give me the entonox gas but even at that time I could still feel the great pain and the gas did not help at all.<br /><br />Unfortunately, I was never informed of the above incident after I came out the operating theatre. Later, after being transferred to the ward, I was informed of my baby's poor health condition and needing NICU admission by my husband. Dr Marya, the on-call specialist that night obviously was not informed of the above incident by the medical officers involved.<br /><br />I had informed this incident to my sister in law – Dr Hayati Yaakup from HUKM; and she had helped me to follow up with Dr Marya. Since Dr Marya is in Labuan, Dr Haslina has called me up regarding this issue on 15th January 2011. During my conversation with Dr Haslina, there were many discrepancies of what was written or reported on the operation note and what had happen to me. My sister in law had the chance to look at the operative note and had spoken the nursing staff assisting my baby who clearly remembers there was no word mentioning general anaesthesia. Therefore, Dr Haslina had advised me further that it's best to write to you on this matter.<br /><br />I regard this as a traumatic experience; and I would appreciate you to investigate on this serious matter. I also seek your explanation on the below:<br /><br />a. Why did the medical officer started the operation when I still inform them that I could still feel the pain?<br /><br />b. Why didn't they give me general anaesthetic when they know the anaesthetic (spinal) did not work?<br /><br />c. Dr Haslina informed me that, it was stated that I was given the general anaesthetic after the baby had been delivered. Why was I given the general anaesthetic only after I passed out and after the baby had been delivered? (Has someone altered the operative note after my sister in law had enquiry regarding this matter?)<br /><br />d. After I had regained consciousness, why wasn't there any doctor confronting me to inform me what had happened to me and/or to my baby? No doctors inform my husband who was waiting outside the operation theatre any information and that my baby was already sent to NICU. Why is this so? Is this a normal practice?<br /><br />e. There was no apology at all of what had happened in the operation theatre but the staffs knew that I had to endure great pain until I passed out. Why is this so?<br /><br />I seek for your kind assistance to investigate this traumatic experience that I had briefly stated in this letter. I greatly appreciate an appointment with you for further clarification and you may also call me at the stated number below at any time. I am greatly disappointed of what had happened as I had put in a great trust to your surgeons and staffs."<br /></span></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Unfortunately, I receive a reply letter with no clear explanation of what happened and no apology at all.. We'll see what happens later after the appointment with them next week.<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span></p>Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077330806334392054.post-28117617351288635242011-02-13T23:29:00.001+08:002011-02-14T01:16:21.597+08:00Amir Daniel had chosen Heaven<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">5th Jan 2011:</span><br />
<span style="color: yellow; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">NICU, Putrajaya Hospital</span><br />
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Baby Daniel was diagnosed with Congenital Diaphragmatic Hernia (CDH) with Unidentified Syndrome. Congenital diaphragmatic hernia (CDH) is a congenital malformation (birth defect) of the diaphragm. The cause is still unknown to the world and it is not hereditary. Baby Daniel had a hole at his right diaphragm which resulted to his intestine pushes into his chest; thereby impeding proper lung formation.<br />
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My heart was torn when I saw him lying helplessly and depending on machines to live. There were tubes everywhere in and out few parts of his body. He was a very beautiful baby, with full dark hair, long eye lashes, perfect brows and fair skin. After several complications, baby Daniel couldn't be saved during the last CPR given, after the doctors change the tubes around him. I was there waiting on the wheel chair alone nearby the section and I know he cannot be saved. Amir Daniel left us all at about 5.30pm. Inna lillahi wa inna ilahi rojiuun...<br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">6th Jan 2011:</span><br />
<span style="color: yellow; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">The funeral</span><br />
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I requested for an early discharge. I don't think I could stay at the hospital since everybody else around me were having their babies with them; and I was just all alone. Plus, I kept on waking up in the middle of the night suddenly and just felt so lonely.<br />
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My husband arranged for the funeral from the hospital. We were lucky that he had some contacts and neighbors to help assist for everything. After picking up baby Daniel's body from the mortuary, we went back home for a while for a change of clothes. My husband's family was all there to see the baby for the first, and the last time..<br />
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Baby Amir Daniel was buried at around 1pm.<br />
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</div></div>Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077330806334392054.post-22361958978320375602011-02-13T22:47:00.000+08:002011-02-14T00:37:21.580+08:00Amir Daniel was born<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">31st Dec 2010:</span><br /><br />It was my 38th week check up with my obstetrician, Dr Jamea at Klinik Jameaton. During the whole pregnancy, I never had any issues or problem. During this check up though, the doctor sense that my baby was small for date. Dr Jamea wrote a letter to Hospital Putrajaya for them to check me and for second opinion.<br /><br />When I arrive at the labor room dept, the medical officer asked me to come back the week after as she didn't see that it was an emergency. She re-schedule me to come back on 4th Jan 2011.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">4th Jan 2011: <span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">Amir Daniel was brought into this world...</span></span></span><br /><br />The queue was extremely long and dragging. I reached the hospital about 8.30am and was only called in around noon. Dr Normila is the first one to check me; she did find that my baby was quite small. She then asked the Dr Marya who was the consultant and Dr Marya had decided that I can be induced since I was already at 39 weeks. I was queued to get the CTG done to check on the baby's heart rate. Dr Marya mentioned that if the baby's heart rate was stable, they will induce me to deliver; if no, I'll have to go through the c-section.<br /><br />Unfortunately, while doing the CTG, I had one contraction and during that time the baby's heart sounded that it was failing. Without doubt, Dr Marya decided that I should get a cesarean. I waited for more than 15 minutes as they had to find a bed for me in the ward (the ward was full at that time). I was straight away brought to the ward and changed to the hospital's gown. I was quite surprise that suddenly two nurses pushed in an operation bed and asked me to change to the operation gown. They mentioned that the surgeons have called for the next c-section. So, I quickly changed and the nurses did the necessary to prepare me to go to the operation theater. It was all done quite fast.<br /><br />At the operation theater, the MOs, nurses and surgeons prepared all the necessary tools for the operation and I was given a spinal block to numb half my body (from waist down). The operation was done traumatically (I will write about this experience in another post) and Amir Daniel was born at about 4.25pm. Amir Daniel was a small baby (1.98kg) and he was sent straight to the NICU. I didn't know when they took him out from my tummy nor hear him cry since I passed out during the operation. I regained conciousness after few hours and was brought back to the ward to rest...<br /><br /></div>Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077330806334392054.post-52511691875412138292010-08-15T21:43:00.000+08:002010-08-15T21:50:30.648+08:00I'm back ...Wow! I'm not sure when was the last time I wrote something here... Luqman is already 2 years plus. Well, guess it's 2 years!<br /><br />Haih... a lot has happened. I just don't know where to start. Erm.. my girls are finally staying with me now starting this year. And I'm expecting. :-)<br /><br />It's fasting month now and I'm lucky that I'm in my second trimester. If not, I'm sure I'll be running to the toilet and not being able to fast. Anyway, it's still a challenge for me... and I'm still holding on. fuhh... feeling kinda bored though.. something's missing.<br /><br />err... house chores to do now. So, to be continued....Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077330806334392054.post-1184494122835177902008-05-11T17:01:00.000+08:002008-12-12T15:55:38.929+08:00New addition to the family - Amir Luqman<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eI4cm_5VbpE/SCa8SIIDlxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/zKnKjR7sjIo/s1600-h/DSC01058+v2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eI4cm_5VbpE/SCa8SIIDlxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/zKnKjR7sjIo/s320/DSC01058+v2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199049839450756882" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />At last! Amir Luqman has arrived! :-)<br /><br />Luq was delivered on 24th April 2008 at 6:15pm. I was induced at 11am on the same day and started to get contractions about 30 minutes after that. At 4pm, I was brought to the labor room for preparation. Thankfully, it did not take long for Luq to be delivered to this world...<br /><br />Syukur, Alhamdulillah...</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eI4cm_5VbpE/SCa23YIDluI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_SwHtxLdsb8/s1600-h/DSC01059+v2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eI4cm_5VbpE/SCa23YIDluI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_SwHtxLdsb8/s320/DSC01059+v2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199043882331117282" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">After all the aches and pains... comes a new joy to our lives. </span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eI4cm_5VbpE/SCa23oIDlvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OjJkno7ui5A/s1600-h/25-04-08_1303.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eI4cm_5VbpE/SCa23oIDlvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OjJkno7ui5A/s320/25-04-08_1303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199043886626084594" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Proud parents... ;D</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I am still in my confinement period at the moment. Taking care of the whole family @ Kota Damansara. Life goes on...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">zarina.</span></span>Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077330806334392054.post-57964716222576057212007-11-06T13:22:00.000+08:002007-11-06T13:46:45.156+08:00... I'm Back!!after a few months of depression, guilt, etc. from my miscarriage.... i am back again here. :-) and i am back with a good news too. i'm pregnant again! and i'm already in my 14th week now.<br /><br />alhamdulillah, i had a scan about 10 days back and my gynea confirmed that the baby is healthy. the baby even gave me a smile when he/she 'showed' me that he/she can jump like a spring in the womb. hehehhe.....<br /><br />my nausea period has lessen now (thank God!) and i hope it will soon go off so that i can enjoy my pregnancy. hmm.... forgot how it felt like already. anyway, till next update.... bubbye!Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077330806334392054.post-52936535404474359902007-07-26T22:44:00.000+08:002007-07-26T23:24:28.641+08:00my days for the 'evacuation' at HUKM<span style="font-weight: bold;">22nd july:</span><br />at HUKM, i was able to be registered with my sister-in-law's help since she's a doctor there. i had another scan with the doctor there and she confirmed again that it was a 'blighted ovum' case. only God knows how i wish at that time that a miracle could happen. but of course, i understand that... 'itu kehendakNya'.<br /><br />i was admitted straight away and a series of blood takings, blood pressure tests, etc. were done. it seemed that there were many other serious cases, so i was told that my turn had to be the next day since i had to fast from midnight, as a preparation for the operation. i was quite bored but luckily it was Sunday and my hubby was there to make me feel better and not to think about the miscarriage too much. i was warded together with few pregnant women and some other cases like fibroid case, etc. some of them were even there for more than a month already because of complications. since i had never been admitted for any other case than 'going-to-deliver', so i was quite bored when my hubby had to go. luckily i got through the first night quite well since i was able to have a good sleep (and no nightmares).<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">23rd july:</span><br />the next morning i was told that there are more serious case to be done first, so i guessed my surgery time will be around noon. at around 9am, one of the senior nurses inserted a medicine which will help to dilate and soften my womb, and also open my cervix, so that it is easier for the surgeon to do the suction. i was told that they were going to do a procedure called Evacuation of Retain Product of Conception (ERPOC). the surgeon will insert an instrument to vacuum out the remaining of my miscarriage.<br /><br />boredom hits me as i didn't know what to do, i couldn't eat or sleep or bathe (they had to insert water through my left hand because i had to fast, so i was told not to get that area wet). about an hour after the medicine insertion, i started to feel the contractions. only God knows how painful it was and my womb was contracting for about 3 hours, nonstop. my hubby was there during the last hour and was helping by rubbing my back constantly. i felt like... giving birth (the contraction was similar as contractions when giving birth).<br /><br />at around 4pm, i was prepared by the nurses to go into the surgery room. imagine how long i had to wait. after 2 times of bed changing, advices from the surgery nurses of the procedures and general aesthetics, i was fully unconscious for the whole operation. when i woke up, i was already on another bed and costume changed. all was done... i felt a little dizzy until i arrived at the ward again. my hubby was there waiting for me the whole time...<br /><br />i was advised to try to drink some water and eat. luckily i had a very good appetite and had a good meal after that (my mum-in-law cooked some food for me). i had to stay there for another night (gosh, there goes another boring episode) because they had to wait until i was really fit to be discharged.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">24th july:</span><br />i was discharged at noon...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">zarina.</span>Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077330806334392054.post-1245554576693609872007-07-26T22:01:00.000+08:002007-07-26T22:48:22.564+08:00another sorrow in my path of life...9th july...<br /><br />i went for my first scan. my husband and i were so excited that we finally have the chance to see our baby for the first time. we were so anxious to see the fetus. we did not waste our time, i straight away told the doctor that i wanted to do a scan and it was also stated in my last visit. when the doctor was scanning my tummy, we (including the doctor) were shocked to see that the amniotic sac was empty (though the sac was quite small). but the doctor said that it might be to early OR i might have the date wrong. but i was assure that the date i gave was correct, since i always note those important dates for my own reference. the doctor told us to come back in a months time and not to worry. the fetus might be too small to be visible and moreover my bladder was not full at that time to help with the scan.<br /><br />but we went back home feeling worried... there was a lot of things in my mind. eerie thoughts that even gave me few nights of nightmare during my sleep.<br /><br /><br />21st july...<br /><br />we decided to have a second opinion. my cousin, Maria, told us to go see her gynea, Dr Delaila (who is also a specialist at SJMC), to get some advice and thorough check up. we went to her clinic, feeling very tense and unsure if what we were doing was right. we had a little hard time looking for the clinic, since it was night time and we've never gone through that area before.<br /><br />when we get to the clinic, after waiting for almost an hour (there were already some other patients --> mostly pregnant women at the clinic), it was our turn to go in. i told everything to the doctor and she decided to give me another scan...<br /><br />the moment we could all see the result at the screen, dr delaila confirmed that it was a missed miscarriage (in other words: blighted ovum). she told us that blighted ovum happens when the fetus doesn't develop because of chromosomal defect reasons but the sac and placenta will keep on growing. my HCG hormones still increases although the fetus is not there... i couldn't express how i felt at that time. i was bursting into tears the whole journey home, the whole night and the whole of next morning. what made me feel more sad is that i didn't have any pain or bleeding for the miscarriage... and dr delaila advised me to do the 'cleaning' as soon as possible, as it could endanger my life if i began to bleed.<br /><br />we decided to register at HUKM for the cleaning...<br /><br />zarina.Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077330806334392054.post-51930049804265823922007-06-16T22:31:00.000+08:002007-06-16T23:03:35.031+08:00introducing... the new life in me<span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >wow! 6 weeks already!? that was how young the fetus in my tummy is :-) we have been trying for few months already and almost got used to 'tak jadi lagi?'. anyway, the 'double-lines' on the pregnancy test kit gave us a shock last week, especially when i do not have the normal signs of pregnancy. i used to have nausea and headache and vomiting, etc. but no, not this time. (thank God! --> and I hope it'll remain like this) just tiredness and restless at times during night time...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >this time, i do have cravings too but i eat a LOT! my appetite just increase like crazy! i can't even fit in my work pants anymore. :-(( and the fetus is only like 7 weeks old (like the size of a grape). i'm eating whatever i feel like eating and crave for 'telur penyu' too. hehehhe.... (kesian my hubby, kena cari like crazy... --> i love u, bang. keep on searching kay!)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >well, last week my dad-in-law had to search along the way to Seremban for 'mempelam muda' for me. then when he found them at somebody's house, he asked for them and they gave like a plastic bag of it. so, my mum-in-law, sis-in-law (yea, them too) and me were attacking them later. and we all do the genyit-genyit mata lah, while eating with garam and also gula & kicap (you know what i mean, masam la). :-))</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >well, not much to say about this pregnancy yet. i pray that the baby and i will be fine and everything will go on smooth later (especially during labor... OWH!!) as for now, i've got to continue with my project paper writings... heheh.. ;-)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >will update again about this next month after the 1st ultrasound scan...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >zarina</span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >.</span>Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077330806334392054.post-53425875601452492192007-05-23T00:25:00.000+08:002007-06-16T22:30:41.999+08:00dream come true...?<span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">everybody dreams. have you ever dreamt of something and forget about it when you wake up, and later when something similar happens, you suddenly thought 'hey, it's deja vu'? or you are thinking in your head that you have dreamt that happen? well, that's normal i guess... there are dreams that plays around with your thoughts and sweet dreams (that makes you never want to wake up) and dreams that gives you a lot of questions in your mind. there's also dreams like what i am going to share with you next... superstitious dreams.. (though i have had many, let's share this one first). it is a dream of a person who had variable life experience...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">the dream...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">i have a godfather (have been long since i see him). a very wise person who always speaks wisely about everything. few years back i dreamt of him, coming to my house but refuse to enter my home for the reason that i do not understand nor i do not know. though he was stern, he was always smiling seeing me. he called me to come out and see what he had brought. he carried with him a bundle, something wrapped with 'kain batik' and passed it to me with a reminder. he said.... "Beware". that was a moment of curiosity...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">he went back that very instant and i straight away brought the bundle inside the house to see what's inside... full of curiosity, i was very excited since it comes from my beloved godfather. i started to open the 'kain batik' tie. to my surprise, there were many 'daun sirih' and it seems that they were wrapping something (the bundle was quite heavy though). so i was going through the leaves until i saw it. guess what it was? (don't think you will ever guess)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">i was startled. i was shocked. i was shaking. OMG! it was a human head! it was a girl's human head! then i woke up... wondering what 'message' my godfather was trying to convey to me (that was consider superstitious huh?). after that dream, day by day, i slowly forgot about it. it was a girl's head, with a fair complexion and the hair was colored....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">the reality...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">after few weeks had gone by, i was introduced with a very nice girl by my mama (i'll initial her as 'L'). she's very pretty, fair, had nice skin and very humble too. had some interested eyes open wide too (if you know what i mean. hehheee). so then L started to be very close to mama and in no time, mama has brought her everywhere (almost everywhere she went). we never had any doubts since mama is a person who likes to do charity everywhere and helps unfortunate people (not that L was too unfortunate but as long as mama was happy, we never question anything).</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">all this was brought until L were given a lot of things by mama. a rented house with complete furnishing, some jeweleries and of course $ (never ending)...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">the real reality...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">to cut the story short, L was found a fake and a liar (it's a longer story if i tell you how we found out about this). she's a parasite who make friends to rich people and spending her privileges in every way. we finally ditched her, threw her out of our lives, took all her privileges and thought of giving her to the police but there was no strong reason to accuse her (since we did give her privileges without force). so mama decided to let her go and told her to never come back, or else.... (hehhehe... mama always have special 'authority' towards a lot of things). believe it or not, we were told that she did 'pukau' us (all of us). can you believe that? :-)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">well, days go by and suddenly i remembered my dream again. oh dear god.... i guess that was what my godfather was trying to tell me. that there will be a girl who's going to come into our lives and do us bad. i guess it is a blessing that she didn't hurt anyone in anyway. i mean, she could have stolen anything, or hurt any of the children (or even kidnap them since she was getting quite close to them), or also steal our possessions. thank god.... we were all glad that everything went back to normal. of course there were a series of how to handle the rented house, the jeweleries, etc. but of course, the $ was totally lost.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">moral of the story...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">moral of the story is.... (not - to believe what you dream. hehhehe) never, never, never trust anyone. :-) always think before you do anything. if possible, keep close to your family members as they can always smell it if you are not being yourself and you must always limit yourself in anything - spending... or even being close to someone new i guess. everybody needs time to get to know people. then again, all this is an education to us too (teladan). it is part of life that we can actually never escape from. there's always a reason for everything. :-) when we need to learn something, most of the times, we need to experience it. experience is the best teacher. don't you think so?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">life is great...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">zarina.</span><br /><br /></span>Zarina Mohd Ramlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584925691960558139noreply@blogger.com0