I smell roses....

Thank God. I've finally recovered from my nagging cough. But not after a heavy dose of antibiotics and cough medicine. I can say it's one of the worst coughing spells I have ever experience so far. The antbiotics and medicine had numbed my sense of smell and taste so badly that everything seems to be tasteless and odourless. Just the other day, my maid asked me if I detected any "odd" smell in the kitchen. I took a deep breath, plucked up my nose but just could not detect anything unusual. My maid was laughing her head off when she saw me trying to sniff into every nook and cranny in the kitchen. Finally, we found the culprit. A piece of uneaten fish, most probably dropped by our cat, underneath one of the cabinets. Suddenly, it hit me hard, my sense of smell had gone "missing". Even my favourite laksa dish, which I found to be quite spicy tastes rather bland.

Sickness aside, Ruth is burning her midnight and "early morning" oils as her mid semester exams will start sometime next week. She had lamenting over the loss of her beauty sleep. She can snooze up to 8.00am on weekends but now she had to wake up at 5.00am to do her revision. Hopefully, her hard work pays off !

Mum and John will be dropping by Bintulu next week. I am really looking forward to taste her favourite herbal chicken soup and yummy sweet sour fish.

Some updates,,,,,,.

Hai, I am back. But not after 2 weeks of hacking cough and fever. The sick bug seems to be playing havoc on me since the Chinese New Year festivities. First the sore throat, then the hacking cough accompanied by fever. The fever's gone but the hacking cough remained, like a leech.

Two days ago, it was so bad that I developed asthma. My nose was blocked and I had difficulty breathing. It was almost 1.00am when I ask Ruth to call my doctor friend for help. She responded immediately and came over with inhaler, ventolin pills, prayed and stayed with me until the morning. I was really touched by her love and concern for me, despite of the fact she had just recently recovered from cancer. God had been gracious.

Sickness aside, Ruth is busy with her studies. She just finished her PMR Pra 1 last week. The first round of her semester exam will commence in three weeks' time and it's another marathon.
She's been complaining in and out on the hard work she had to put in to do well. I told her that there are no short cuts in life, one has to work hard and smart to succeed.

PTL.......

Time sure flies. It's nine days into the lunar new year and celebrations had toned down considerably. Most businesses had resumed and it's back to work for those who had taken leave. Another year to face amidst the economic crises, financial meltdown and political blickering. Plus, the havoc mother nature played during this rainy season. Most parts of the country were inundanted by floods causing disruption to lives, destruction to properties, crops and livelihood. Looks like we are set to face a tumultous year ahead.

Hubby flew back to Malacca on Sunday. Mum flew back to Sibu on the second day of the new year. Ruth resumed school on Monday. So, it's back to the routine of living.

However, there's one bright spark in the midst of this "depressing" time. In my previous post, I wrote about a dear friend being diagnosed with breast cancer. She had her masectomy done in Kuching and then proceeded to Singapore for the follow-up treatment. She brought her specimen to Mt. Elizabeth Medical Centre and upon further diagnosis, the cancer was non-invasive and at an early stage. When I called her up this morning, she told me that she need not undergo any form of chemoteraphy and only need to take hormone pills for the next few years. We have been praying hard for this sister and it's a testimony of God's goodness and graciousness.