Wednesday, June 14, 2006

I Still Miss You

Was gog thru my blog just now... seems like my past few entries a bit negative, unhappy, spirits were down... so now, lets tok about the happy stuff...

met the gals on saturday after work. Ange was back from france. she managed to buy my LV back but met with inconvience... apparently, her bf had luggage checked in. inside the luaggage was clothes, palm-top, cam, etc. when he reached his detination, clothes n not very valuable stuff were intact, gone were the palm-top n cam. so, she did not wana place my LV inside her check in luggage, but hand carried up the plane. n my LV was the larger mary kate tote, so a bit the big lah... paiseh lah gal, small ones dun really save a lot... bigger ones save much more... promise you if u got chance go france again, i ask you to buy smaller one instead... hehe...
showed my mum the bag ystday nite. she kept saying very nice very nice, eyes big big, gleaming... thn she tried to physco me, saying the bag very auntie, give her use. i told her "its my entire month's pay plus my progress package, u gimme another 1.5K, i give u this bag" she laughed, kept quiet n gave me back my precious...

went to see dr hwang today. she sent me for a liver CT. apparently the 2 lesions left in my liver did not grew, which is good news. she was quite sure these lesions are cysts rather then tumors. she's also considering me for a new drug which actually inhibits the cancer growth factors but meanwhile, i'm to continue on Xeloda. she said i might actually end my oral drugs (torture) sooner... but if to survive, ask me to eat a lifetime of oral chemo drugs, i aso dun mind.
Song of the moment: I Will Survive!

Actually, i really think i'm so blessed by God. He helped me escaped a death sentence of 2 to 6 months and brought me to a road of recovery. He gave me a mum who nvr gave up on me, physco-ing my GP to send me for a PET scan when i kept having high fevers n knife-like stabbing jabs in my waist area, which discovered that my cancer had actually spreaded to my bones n liver. He gave me a dad who was like a ah-mat, driving me to n from the hospital if he's not working, driving to selegie to buy rochor beancurd when i had no appetite to eat anything. He gave me a sis who got woken up by my cries of pains early in the morning when my cooled-down heated pack can no longer numb my pain, n would go to the kitchen to get me a heated one cos i pain till i cant get outta bed. He gave my a loving bf who was my huge pillar of strength, coming over in the middle of the nite at 3am to comfort, hold n tried to numb my pains and always being there accompanying me to n fro the hospital. He gave me friends who never stopped contacting me to let me know i'm still alive. He gave me new-made friends who were actually strangers that gave me encouragement.

Thank you, Papa in Heaven... Thank you for saving me. Pls remember to take care of Aunt M for me k... Pls let her know I miss her. Pls help me tell her the good news abt my CT scan today. In Jesus Holy name i pray, Amen!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

when i read about this other girl, i thought u might wanna read about her battle too. thou she lost eventually, but im guessing you would be touched like many others did.

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-jensiee

paced said...

Jen, I've actually read thru her blog already. i was touched n actually cried while reading her blog cos it reminded me of so many things i've gone thru.