Aiyoh! Today (again) Opi has 'problems' with his little birdie. It hurts too much when he goes to the toilet and I've no idea how to ease the pain. Hell...how would I know how the 'thing' works? So I resorted to minyak gamat...took a couple of tissue and, pour the minyak and started cleaning the 'top' part. He winced in pain and Husband (the ever so helpful) quickly said to me, "Jangan letak minyak...nanti melecet!"
"Ok...what else am I supposed to do?"
"Ask him to clean it again"
"I'm cleaning lah ni...water alone doesn't seem to work"
"Pergi sunat aje"
"Yes and no, dear...what's the immediate solution here? Sunat is long term solution. Your son is in pain here..."
"Biar je lah...nanti malam kita gi klinik...just don't do that minyak again"
So I stopped.
But I'm still thinking...how do I help him? I went through the internet and typed "ketuat"...well I guess that's what its called. But apparently "ketuat" refers to kutil or corn or ringworms. I tried keying in "genital problems" and all I got were female-specifics problems like yeast infection, labial adhesion (what?) and urinary infection. Sheesh!
Anyone can help?
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Monday, June 27, 2005
Something for the Children
Just a thought for the children...an excerpt from Kahlil Gibran's Children.
"...They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you..."
But as I read it more and ponder upon it...this is mainly for the parents to keep a fresh reminder daily. And to accept the challenges, weaknesses, pains and tribulations of raising children. We can say that we want the best for them....the best school...the best friends...the best experience...the best everything. But ultimately, we cannot run their lives.
There were occasions when I remember Mak told me about dah lama makan garam and I remember telling Isya the same thing. I guess that's all we can do - impart our own experiences and hope that they don't do the same 'mistakes'.
"...They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you..."
But as I read it more and ponder upon it...this is mainly for the parents to keep a fresh reminder daily. And to accept the challenges, weaknesses, pains and tribulations of raising children. We can say that we want the best for them....the best school...the best friends...the best experience...the best everything. But ultimately, we cannot run their lives.
There were occasions when I remember Mak told me about dah lama makan garam and I remember telling Isya the same thing. I guess that's all we can do - impart our own experiences and hope that they don't do the same 'mistakes'.
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Recovering
I hope that I’ve fully recovered from the shopping bug that infected me when I was in Dubai. Its rather hard to resume normal life after you indulged yourself in the shopping paradise. People said that Dubai streets are lined with gold – they are correct! I’ve never seen so many gold shops in my entire life. The gold designs are different from one shop to another and Mak had the best times in her life.
The weather was scorching hot at above 40 degrees – but we sweated our ways through the gold souq, spice souq, Burjuman, Meena Bazaar and the unforgettable boat ride (Abra) across the Deira Creek. Husband actually fell into the ‘shopping trap’ and got himself a couple of Guy Laroche suits, Rockport leather shoes, Caterpillar knapsack and some shirts for all under AE$1000!
What else can I say? Its very difficult to recover from a good vacation. And this one has got to be the best one so far.
So….Dubai….I’ll come again….so save some of the superbly delicious mango juice for me!
The weather was scorching hot at above 40 degrees – but we sweated our ways through the gold souq, spice souq, Burjuman, Meena Bazaar and the unforgettable boat ride (Abra) across the Deira Creek. Husband actually fell into the ‘shopping trap’ and got himself a couple of Guy Laroche suits, Rockport leather shoes, Caterpillar knapsack and some shirts for all under AE$1000!
What else can I say? Its very difficult to recover from a good vacation. And this one has got to be the best one so far.
So….Dubai….I’ll come again….so save some of the superbly delicious mango juice for me!
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