My mom has a macular hole in one of her eyes. She is scheduled for a vitrectomy in a couple of hours at the UH. She and my dad have taken over my room because she prefers the bathroom access (in no way am I complaining); she’s probably going to be stuck there most of the time as the recovery process requires her to lie face-down most of the time. Ryan will be so sad with limited access to his popo.
I got Ryan a cheapo badminton racquet last week. It cost RM 2.50 and it made him tremendously happy. As I got home late that day, I placed the racquet on the dining table. The next day my mom told me that when Ryan saw the racquet, he screamed, “AH YI BUY FOR ME, AH YI BUY FOR ME!” Heheh. ‘Cos a couple of days ago he was looking at the neighbours playing badminton in envy, and I promised to get him a racquet, and he wanted a red colour one, and he got it. My sister calls it the RM 2.50 wonder.
So I’d been relegated to the room downstairs. Yesterday night I was a bit bored, so with my trusty Nokia N95, I took a video of what I call “The Great Milo Experiment”. Not sure how it is going to turn out, or if there will be follow-ups; it depends on whether I could be arsed to learn video editing.
Dad took a week’s off from work to come up here to be with Mom. Ever since he got here, he has been on my case about my weight. Very slyly inserting random comments such as, “heart diseases are related to the size of your waist”, “so-and-so got a skinny boyfriend and now she has lost a lot of weight”, “wouldn’t it be good to have long walks…” Kthxbai.
Brother-in-law leaving for teh Americas in a week. I’m a thinking how to sneakily convince him to collect my possible purchases at ThinkGeek since they do not deliver to neither Malaysia nor Singapore. But then they don’t accept Malaysian / Singaporean credit cards either :( BASTARDS!
So yesterday was Mom’s last big cook-out in the kitchen before her surgery today. Everyone came over, it was fun.