Monday, January 21, 2013

her dad is a smoker...

I was visiting at the pediatric ward last week. 

We were chatting when we notice that the kid from the opposite bed was coughing non-stop. It looks like she is 1 year plus. The father of the child was holding her close, perhaps trying to make her more comfortable despite the coughs.

Suddenly a nurse asked the mother of the child, who was standing right behind the father, “is her dad a smoker?”

The mother turns her head to look at her husband then turn back towards the nurse and nodded slowly. 

Then the nurse asks again, “did the father just come back from smoking?”

The mother did not respond.

Then the nurse starts her lecture. She said she knew the father just come back from smoking, right before he hold her daughter. The nurse tells them that the chemicals from the cigarette smoke are all over the father and when he hold her daughter close, the daughter is exposed with the dangerous chemicals, hence the cough.

Then the nurse asked again, “have your child been coughing like this today, before the father come?”

Again, the mother chooses not to answer.

The nurse answers her own question. She asked the mother to notice how her child only cough non-stop when her husband is around. This is clearly due to her husband’s habit of smoking.
Slowly and respectfully the mother gets the child and holds her, the father watching sadly. After few minutes, the cough subsides…the nurse said nothing…

….so are you a father? And are you a smoker?

More importantly, are you a smoker who couldn’t care less about your second smoker?!

p/s: it amazed me when they said that the e-cigarette will cause chronic illnesses, even worse than the ‘original’ cigarette… renung-renungkanlah… ;)

Thursday, January 3, 2013

new year



Finally things are falling to its place….and not falling into pieces.
Putting together the pieces of life is hard-work, challenging even but that is what keeping us alive.
I have been avoiding people who make me unhappy and uncomfortable and I find myself smiling even more. One day they will understand why I am keeping my distance and one day they will stop looking for me and I am fine with it.
Spend my new year eve’s at one of Malaysia’s hot spot to celebrate new year….as sad as I am to see my people getting drunk and wearing clothes smaller than a baby’s diapers, I am amazed to hear 1001 language as I was walking through an alley that night. It shows how different races can come together peacefully.
Remembered something from grey’s anatomy, friends are family that we choose. I am fortunate enough to be surrounded by friends who are like angels to me. All their support and help throughout my life is something I can never repay.
Turning 27 this year…I can no longer feel esthetically happy but I am calm and happier than ever.
I am slowly seeing things from different perspective each time.  My belief on there-is-always-2-side-of-every-story is stronger than ever. I am learning to stop judging people….to truly stop judging people.
A friend shared an article on how 2 opposite sex can’t be just friends. According from the research done, in that so call ‘just-friends’ relationship, there is a hidden lust/desire of wanting more than being friends. I have a totally different view. But perhaps it is because I divert my ‘just-friends’ relationship to like-siblings-relationship.
Finally, what is yours is yours, what is not yours, will never be yours. :)