Got rejected by NTU, accepted by SIM. But money money, root of all evil and problems. I forgot when must I submit the enrolment stuff.
The date of second operation is getting nearer, I’m scared of pain. -.-
I officially stopped touching the orange ball for 3 weeks and still counting. .. I really want to get back to the fitter mood.
I’m gonna miss so many people after my next phase of life starts. I hope things would still be the same. (:
My life thus far has been like a mountain of hopes and valley of despairs. It’s been going around circles about my uni stuff and my finger and still my finger and my finger.
So I got rejected by NTU today, and I guess its like fated. HAHA. Yes I’m sad but I doubt I can do anything about it anymore. Let’s just pray hard that SIM accepts me and I can get into studies all over again. Then, I have to start to think about money. -.-
It’s gonna be a weekly thing now before my operation again to change my dressing. So the first time changing dressing was horrendous. The nurse told me she had to take out the plaster that were sticking onto my stitches because it had been a week since the operation. So yeah, she started to peel it out with the scalpel. So halfway through was bleeding because the plaster sticked onto my stitches and she peeled my wound open. TSK. I felt dizzy from the pain and blood. So weak. -.-
Oh yeah, this week has been a early mornings week for me. Changed dressing on Tuesday which I saw SK when I was crossing the road towards Raffles MRT. It’s like wow, long time no see yo. HEHEHE. 
Then it was Kel’s birthday, which I did NOT forget okay. HEHE. It the surprise was a blast! Let’s not forgetting that dear Zoey was really good with her driving now after practising with her brother every night when she feels like driving. HAHAHA. So it is time to brush up on your directions already!
Pictures to be up soon. Goodnight!
A normal and perfect mallet finger. ..
It was a horrible process
To watch the nurse change my dressing and witness the wound at the front where the wires are slot in, the top where the scalpel cuts, and the back where the cut was just a line.
To make it worse, the doc told me that I have to go for another surgery to remove the wire, at the end of 4th week after next Wednesday’s doctor’s appointment.
At the point of time, I just felt light-headed and nausea. It’s not that I’m weak but I cannot take the process and the extreme pain of the jab all over again. Hearing the surgeons talk inside the operation theatre is just not too nice. =\
I haven’t been bathing properly because of the left hand, that my right hidden parts cannot be cleaned and my face not being able to be washed away. Pimples pimples.
On a side note, I went shopping today with Momma after our doctor’s appointments and I got some goodie at Mango. HEHEHE.
I want the pain to go away. ..
The feeling of pain came at 8:30am. But thank God I really had a good night sleep with no nightmares but just peace. It’s just so throbbing that even my brain is feeling it now. So much of trying so hard to protect my finger, I dropped my handphone unto the metal thing on my finger. I would want to scream out loud but all I could do is endure. Heard from mom that they might change the dressing fir my finger. .. I wonder if I’m prepared to see it. ):
Oh! And FTT was GOOD! Hehehehe. Passed one and failed one for my e-trial. But it was a PASSED shown on the screen. Yay! So yes, I passed my FTT on June’s birthday. Not bad right.
So feel like making my PDL but I doubt I can start learning for the next 2 months. Sigh, my finger is giving alot of problem. How to sleep at night with the pain?
Anyways it was DTF today and Bakerzin for dessert which tasted real good because it was fun and fun. Finally we took many photos for my 2009 folder. -.- HEHE.
Time for stronger painkiller then off to bed!
The waiting killed, it was like having the time crawling so slowly to your heart that it gives you the creeps by just having a small bubble thought of how its gonna be like. .. Fear is just screaming its lungs out from inside which literally just consumed all of your mustard courage that you’re left with. Being the last patient of the day, you just spend your time watching those people from the operation ward being pushed out in wheelchairs and lying on the beds trying to get themselve up again.
The walk and preparation in the operationg theatre was the most frightening and I no longer have the courage to even yell a ‘ouch!’. The surgeon tries to keep my running fears down, and try to jab my finger. So its one in front and the back. The pain is really unbearable that my tears just flowed out without me controlling. It’s the worst of the worse I ever felt. It’s so cold and the had to also strap something over my arm to stop my blood from flowing. After having 30 minwithout blood, the feeling became too overwhelming that the next 10mins was really a torture. Although its just a finger operation, but being alone with the surgeons really makes the whole place feel cold and scary. :’(
But! There were moments that I felt that the nurses there are so well-trained.
Incident 1:
Me: I’m so scared of injections. .. Is it painful. ..
Nurse1: Don’t worry okay. It’s just ant’s bite, a bigbig ant’s bite.
Incident 2:
Check the bruise out yo yo.
Me: *tears rolling down because of the worst most extreme painful jab I’ve ever taken*
Nurse2: -Cracks a joke to make me smile- Not bad! You’re still smiling, cheerful girl! Hang in there.
Incident 3: A weird doc -.-
Check the blood stains out yo.
Doc: -tries to bandage the wire of my finger after he finally let my purple colour numbed hand have blood flow- Aaaa, can you move your finger away?
Me: -tries very hard to move it but too numb to even feel if my nerves are moving the correct finger- Idunno if I’m moving the right one, cannot feel. ..
Doc: Oh! Okay. -continues to banadage-
Anways they can’t really fix it straight because its so bent that the use 2 wire to support my bone to “fuse” it back. .. That means more calcium already. The numbnumb feeling is still there and I don’t want to wake up in the middle of the night yelling pain. Sigh, what a experience.
So typing the whole entry with just a hand kills. FTT tmr, so I should study real hard soon.
14 days MC, 6 weeks without basketball. .. =\
P.S HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR JUNE TAN! (:
Finally the 4 days of PC fair ended. .. Although its like 12-9pm, but the standing alone kills. It is also my first time working in a family business company. HAHA. The peeps are like related and the resemblance just kills. .. TOO similar like photocopy. I guess its a good deal working there with the entertaining people there and the commission is HEHEHE. Oh wells, just that the sales wasn’t too good tho. Many many people, but none at the booth to buy. How sad.
Oh yes, let’s not forget that I actually went for doctor’s appointment today to review the x-ray of my finger. -Heaves BIGBIG sighs. It’s really what the doctor expected, and most prolly I HAVE to go for a operation to put a SCREW inside my finger. The thought of it just makes me freak out to tears. ): So tomorrow is the appointment with the great hand surgeon at NUH in the morning to see what advice would he give me, since its my wedding ring finger afterall. )): Yes yes, so I asked doc at SSC and he said most prolly I would have to rest for about 1 month before I can start playing bball again?!! Darn, I’m so gonna be so fat. Just working for the 4 days and missing 2 training already make me feel so lardy and fat. Any old how, I just cannot imagine the pain that I gotta take for the surgeon to jab anesthetic to my finger, so don’t even talk about the surgery. TSK.
FTT this coming wednesday. .. So many things to pray about. I just want to pass, then I have to work for my own money to pay for my driving which I’m going to call the instructor soon. Blah blah blah. ..
On a side note, I have not receive any acceptance letter from my NTU appeal and my application for SIM. Waiting really tests someone’s patience and I just hope the feeling of accepting me in to the desired course I want would make me happy.
Things are so unpredictable, so let’s not drop our guards from now on. ..
It’s the second time, that I see the blue screen saying that my hardware/software is causing some destruction and my laptop shut it down to solve the problem. .. It was so bad that even when i restart my laptop, it prompted me that my OS cannot be found. Another problem is with the poor USB port which is spoilt too. -Growls. So smart! No money for new laptop, no doubt about that.
L4D is like cooly giddy without fail because of the new map which is like so dark and scary. Tsk. Oh wells. CS was really fun and exciting. HAHAHA.
Life still goes on. .. with Cactus. (:
Categories: loves(:
If only dogs could talk, I bet I’m gonna ask so many questions like where would you go when you run out of the house for like 5hours?, why would you even run out of your comfort zone and what for?, will you run out just because you think there’s alot of good food outside?. It’s amazing how some dogs would not get caught and would smell back their homes. ..
I guess I’ll rate it a 3.5 out of 5 for it? Many shows talks about family and the bond that can never be replaced. So this movie talks about how a father could sacrifice his own love for the secret of his daughter. Not too bad. So the rating would minus out the high pitch screams when they see the hottie Lucas Till acting as Travis in the show.
I think he’s like the cool thing in the show. He’s smile is just so mesmerizing. HAHA. Oh wells! You get the best of both worlds if you mix it together.
So it was dog farm today and my pretty 5 months siberian husky is selling at 1.5k which I doubt I have the capability to get it. ):
Puppies are too cute not to own it, but will you be the responsible owner that would take care of it for the rest of your life till you grow old with it?
P.S. Cottage Pies at whitesands is like the new addiction and the taste of putting the small chicken pie into your mouth is just heavenly that the thought of it makes you drool.
Categories: loves(:
I’m drifting. .. to an unknown place to some.
I’m not informed. .. maybe because I seem not to care anymore.
What am I feeling?
P.S. To my dearest Snoopy, please return home soon. Many are so worried about you. .. ):
Categories: life
The week was spent at SSC most of the time, having physio for my fingers to rehab for my knees then it was doctor’s appointment. So I had an ultra scan on my swelling and ugly wedding finger of mine, and it turns out to be like this.
Yeah, its really like that. So that explains the swell which is so eeww. So the doctor told me that I have 2 options, one is to go for a finger operation where they will put a screw to fix back the bone to get my finger to the original shape, or to wear a splint to hyper-extend the finger to sort of “stick back” the joint and the tendon. Yes, obviously I’ll choose the latter. ..
This injury must be treated with a splint that keeps the finger in full or hyperextension. The splint must be kept on for 24 hours per day. Removal of the splint for even 5 minutes can stop the healing process and necessitate surgical repair of the finger.
Now I have a customized splint which looks like pig’s lard wrapping over my finger and I have to wear it for 24/7 except training when I have to tape it. Not forgetting that I had to go for a x-ray for my finger, and its gonna be like wow because I never had a mini finger x-rayed before. ):
This is so stupid and I feel so retarded not using my mallet finger to type. -.-
I’m still hopeful for my application, although the process is long and dry which makes me lose hope on my appealing to the course I want in NTU. Wish me luck!
Anyway, the farewell chalet was hilarious. There were the drink, drank and drunk people. Most of us drink and drank, but the funniest part was when yunting was drunk to the max. All I could say is that it was an experience to see people drunk in such ways. That’s why it is always good to drink with your friends only. Yeah yeah, I guess there will be abit of misses. Not that I’ve known them for years, but it’s the friendship that brought us together as friends. (:
Bon voyage Chanel and Yunting!
And dear Kelly is leaving on the 30th of June. So everyone is leaving, which goes to show that I have reached to another phase of life. There would be so much of change not only in yourself, but your surroundings where friends have to leave and where new friends formed all over again.
Embrace onto what’s here now and be open to what’s coming ahead. 
