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Saturday, August 22, 2009

When Life Gets Too Painful To Live...

Some people are born with pain. Half a heart, blood disorders, brain abnormalities and many more. They learn to accept life as fate and live their days coping with the short change. Not sure if it's the right word to use but well..god has his reasons..and for those who dont believe in god..it's just another good reason to justify that god isnt all that prefect cause he makes mistakes..and question if he even exist.. Whatever the reason is..such pain is inevitable...what inspires is how much these people fight on to live their lives or what little borrowed time they have. How parents go through all odds and at all lengths to make sure the child gets the 'best' treatment and all that life can offer.

There's another kind of pain and I saw that today in the eyes of an Uncle. My Dad's close friend. It created a lump in my throat this afternoon when I saw him at home. He had visited probably cause he was feeling very lonely. He had just lost his wife 2 months ago. I never realised he was old till today and I had mentioned it to my mum that he looked old. She was like..well..he is already 70. My point is he never looked that old till now. He was always smiling. He has the most beautiful heartwarming smile. I have always remembered him smiling and joking and really nothing like what i saw today. It pained me so much to see how much hurt he had in him.

Through our conversation, he often referred to things that his wife used to say and the times they had together. He has a son in his 40s who isnt giving him a simple time now. I guess the pain i see in his eyes is a reflection of the lost of a life partner he has had for close to 50 years and the hurt inflicted by his only living son (he had lost his younger son many years earlier to cancer). I guess money does mean everything sometimes. But it does make me wonder how children can take money away from their parents and how they can make their parents feel so helpless.
I used to question the need for laws to help pay for parents maintenance. But what we really need are laws to help protect old parents from abuse-from them being swindled by their own blood and from them being physically abused. What's the use of setting up laws for children to make sure they give their parents money every month, when they have robbed them of their entire life's savings? And hold them ransom in their own homes? Living in fear that they might be thrown out anytime or hit? We should have laws to protect parents from physical abuse and such 'robberies' too.

I used to think the Parents Maintenance law was a bit off...but looking at it now..maybe it does serve it's purpose to some ungrateful brats. But i seriously think there should be more laws to protect parents from physical abuse and having their life savings slip through their fingers.
I hope my Uncle can get through this painful period in his life...some people might just give up...esp when the only one person you had to talk to is now gone...losing your pillar in life is the most painful thing which i am sure everyone fears. Maybe that's why i hesitate to have that pillar..

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Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Shari finds this very interesting....

In The 1500's


The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn't just how you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the 1500s:


These are interesting...


Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and still smelled pretty good by June. However, they were starting to smell, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odour. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, Don't throw the baby out with the Bath water---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying It's raining cats and dogs.

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There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house.. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.
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The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, Dirt poor. The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance way. Hence the saying a thresh hold.
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(Getting quite an education, aren't you?)

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme, Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old..
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Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, bring home the bacon. They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat..
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Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.
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Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.
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Lead cups were used to drink ale or whiskey. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days.. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a wake.
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England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realised they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be saved by the bell or was considered a dead ringer.
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And that's the truth...Now, whoever said History was boring ! ! !

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Sunday, April 19, 2009

Darkness...

Gasping for air
I crawl the dark corridors
Feeling the pain
My lungs try best not to fail
Leading the path
Is none other than that faint light
Holding each dream
I struggle to inch on forward
Trusting my fate
I pray for strength to carry on
Knowing no stranger
I sense of my unspoken lost
Searching for peace
I wish the words to rekindle my soul
Longing for completeness
I let myself slip further into this darkness



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Sunday, February 22, 2009

Shari So Hates Spiders!!

Last Friday was one of the most petrifying days of Shari's life! And Shari is saying this without any exaggerations.

Shari was at the carpark of Plaza Singapura waiting for her impossible sister who has no use for the watch. Shari got tired walking around so she decided to wait in her car.

She was on her handphone when she first realised the horrible 8 legged creature!..It was brown and not small. She closed all the windows and got off the line immediately.

For the next one hour, Shari hyper-ventilated and battled with the spider!...She tried the wipers but the little bastard was quick and kept hopping around. Shari then tried the Evian Facial midst spray. That would be the first spider in history who got a really good facial! Then Shari lost it!

She got her sister's friend to look everywhere for it...under the hood and all. Then it was spotted! In the crux of the headlights. After much screaming, Shari managed to get a guy who just parked his bike to help. His girlfriend was rather amused. Shari didn't mind providing humour, as long as the spider was off the car.

The guy finally did good getting the spider off. Thank god! Well, even Shari's friend was rather amused with the whole situation when she updated him the spider was off the car. It must have sounded rather funny when she smsed him saying that she was scared to death coz of a spider, especially when he was overseas and couldnt do a thing. But he wanted to know what happened. But at least her dad offered to come down to help catch it..not that the spider would have waited for him.


Well, for the record - Shari so hates spiders. They can jump and they play dead. They are not afraid of water and they are impossible! They have eight legs and they are disgusting and they watch your every move and know how to counter your moves! Shari HATES Spiders!!

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Sunday, October 26, 2008

Is Euthanasia the solution?

Sometimes it really worries me to see how things are decided. I couldnt even bare to sign the papers to put my cat to sleep, the same cat which i grew up with for 13 years. But here it's suggested that we should consider putting an end to our own lives and even our loved one whom we have known all our lives just to make space for another who needs the bed and eys the suffering they are going through. All in the name of death being unknown and playing with the notion that no one should suffer when on their death bed. The right to end your own life seems to be the solution to our greying population.

CNA report:

SINGAPORE: More measures are in the pipeline to help Singaporeans die with dignity. The Ministry of Health said the number of hospice beds in Singapore is expected to grow by about 20 per cent in the next five to seven years. The ministry added that resources and expenditure will have to rise in tandem as the aging population grows and guidelines will be put in place for end-of-life care. As the Health Ministry said Singapore is under-performing when it comes to care for the dying, it has announced several initiatives to address this. Among them is a pilot scheme next year to bring end-of-life planning into nursing homes. This will include guidelines on providing patients and families with care options in advance instead of leaving it to the last. Health Minister Khaw Boon Wan, said: “Underlying these initiatives is the need for us to have more "die-logues", about death and not sweep it under the carpet. We need to overcome taboos about death and communicate better - both among ourselves as well as between doctors and their patients.” More doctors and nurses will also be trained in palliative medicine while hospice services will receive more funding. Each year, the Health Ministry provides about S$5 million worth of funding for inpatient hospice and home hospice services. Mr Khaw said this figure will rise as the aging population grows. Last year, 4,400 patients received such government subsidies. One legislation that certainly needs better communication is the Advance Medical Directive (AMD). Implemented 11 years ago, it allows a person to declare that he or she does not wish to receive external life-sustaining treatment in the event of terminal illness. Mr Khaw said his ministry has been unduly squeamish in the promotion of the AMD, resulting in a low uptake of fewer than 10,000 people. Going forward, the ministry will promote it more actively, and make the process of signing the AMD less complicated by providing a multilingual registration form in easy-to-understand language. Currently, some doctors shy away from acting as witnesses to patients signing this document because they don't fully understand the implications of the AMD. Mr Khaw said he might make legislative changes to do away with the need for witnesses to be doctors. And while declining life-support may soon be more common, the jury is still out over medically assisted suicides, which are currently legal in three countries. Mr Khaw said: "I do not know if Singaporeans are ready for euthanasia. But I do know that ageing will throw up many more human stories of agony and suffering." Experts said that with the right palliative care system in place, few would consider euthanasia. - CNA/vm

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