Working gurl!

Hello, hello….it’s been a while since I updated PB Blog. Yes, been busy much. Deciding on the next move in my life, of which a decision which was signed, sealed, delivered couple of weeks ago now sees PB back into the corporate world…well at least “semi-return”.

What am I rumbling about, you wonder? I am back into the corporate club….back into the advertising agency. Well, at least trying to. I am starting off with a 3 days/week for next 3 months. Sort of ease myself back into the corporate system and try not to shock myself! Even putting on my make-up and deciding what to wear on day 1 was hell….after 4 years of just donning on cycling jerseys, casual clothes and t-shirts!

Anyway, today is Day 2. Let’s see how I will perform…psychologically….

My Fair Lady

Recently I was introduced to WL, a not-so-young-anymore lady from a gym. She is quite a character, and I was told that she had NEVER dated in her entire life….which could also possibly means she could be a virgin…in so many ways….I was thinking “seriously? Not dated EVER?” How is that even possible…till I met her!

There are reasons why men are attracted to women (or certain things that women do which will definitely turn men off!). As for WL, think she broke every rule there is in “what not to do to turn men off”. For example:

1. Men like women who smells nice…..WL is exactly the opposite! I had told a mutual friend of ours to tell WL about her BO…for her own bloody sake and also ours! (mental note to self: stay away during her menstruation period!)

2. Men (apparently) are attracted to how a woman walks…hmmm…WL does not walk, instead she trots. (OK, WN and I are fixing that for her!)

3. Confidence and EQ ….another key components that men are attracted to. Don’t get me wrong but WL is a very confident woman who has made it for herself (psstt: she owns a bloody Mercedes S class and a successful engineer!) not to mention an attitude of “My way or the highway”. Then again, that sort of confidence could spell trouble as she can be very commanding and demanding. NOT.GOOD! This kind of aggressive confidence normally does translate to rather lower-than-normal EQ……enough said…

4. OK, nothing can be more disgusting that seeing some form of “5 o’clock shadow” just under the armpits! (hmmm….and I wonder if this problem could have led to problem No 1 above….wonder?)

5. Naggers!!!! Men despise that, right? Well, need I say more…..?

Despite it all, I still like WL for who she is. WN and I just need to work through some grooming issues for WL, and fingers crossed, hopefully she will meet a great man because I am a firm believer that we are all made for someone out there……

Oh ! that is so embarassing!

Embarassing moments? Haven’t we all gone through some?

Well, I had my fair share of embarrassing moments too, and is fun to just look back and have a good laugh at myself (although it was embarrassing when it happened):

1. I had tried taking money from ATM with my gym membership card (hmmm…sounds familiar?)

2. Made a call to a different Jacqueline (reminder to self: please edit Jacqueline’s name on mobile and save it differently), and spoke for a good 1 minute before realizing it was not the Jacqueline I had meant to call (and I was wondering why she had no idea what I was talking about)

3. Left one early morning to buy coffee in my boxer shorts….and was completely oblivious till I had GOT HOME!

4. For some strange reasons, attempted to give my favourite juice store my gym membership card whilst collecting my juice drink. (you don’t want to know her look ……by the way, she is gay and she probably thought I was trying to hit on her by giving her a free gym membership!)

5. This is probably one of those moments every woman will connect with….have you ever packed your bags for gym and totally forgot one of the other undergarments (or both in my case!)……need I say more?

Take some time peeps, look back and enjoy your funny (or embarrassing) moments…depending on how you choose to see them!

p/s: please feel free to drop me a line or two of your funny (or embarrassing moments) too…laughter is to be shared!

I am who I am

Well, for those of you who know me well, you know I have always been a larger-than-life person, free-spirited, exuberant and nothing-seems-to-daunt-me type personality!

I never realized that just being THOSE can be difficult for some people to handle. I have never meant any harm to people (although occasionally I do go psycho on idiots who irritate the shit out of me!)

Ok, wait a minute, I am not going emo here…..is just that this was pointed out to me recently and it’s been disturbing for me. Should I even care?

This is who I am and if you like me, like me for who I am……

I am back!

Hello everyone! Psycho Bitch is still alive and well. I have been busy with my dad, who’s just had a heart bypass and is now nursing at home. So, kept my blog under the radar for a while.

Nevertheless, hope you guys have been keeping yourself in high spirits too!

Now that things are a lot more settled, it is time to bring Psycho Bitch back to life!

So, expect few more blogs coming up soon….

Good Old Daddy...

Hello everyone! Yes, Psycho Bitch is still alive, very much so. Wondering why PB have gone silent for so bloody long eh?

Well, my dad was admitted to hospital 4 weeks ago….matter of the heart, again. And he just had his bypass last week….all went well, recovering steadily and rapidly. My dad is completely like a new person. Almost like a new lease of life given to him! Thank God and to those of you who’s been praying for him!

Searching for myself

Have you ever tried googling yourself…or anyone for that matter?

While having my coffee this morning, I decided to google search myself. OMG! Seriously, speak about the age of internet! There WERE information about me, how to locate and contact me! Even my bloody Twitter account was available…lol! There were even pictures of me from my first triathlon…scaryyyyyy!!!

Oh, I googled for Hammy 3 and LB….yep, found you guys too!

Privacy? Whatever happened to that???

I am not alone...

Those who know me personally…can vouch that I can be quite OCD (Hammy 3…note keyword “quite”). Nooooo….I am not completely OCD to the point where I must wash my hands 10,000 times, or check the door shut 5x.

But, at times, I can drive some people mad, ie…like making sure my bags NEVER EVER touches the floor, my toilet roll must face a certain way, my mobile must never face down..etc etc etc…

Just when I thought nobody can be more OCD than me…AHA! How wrong I was when I came face to face with an OCD counterpart couple of days back at my manicurist’s.

JY (my beloved manicurist) and I were happily chatting as she was doing my manicure, when she suddenly startled me with “OH SHIT! 10 minutes more…FARK….she coming lah!!!”

And here I was shocked with the sudden exclamation, soon discovered that one of JY’s most OCD client was swinging by.

This was what JY HAD to do before MISS OCD arrived:

1.Wipe down the sofa….with disinfectant…AND MIND you, JY had to make sure that the disinfectant ‘smell’ stayed on for as long (and as strong) as it can, else MISS OCD will throw a hissy fit!

2. Scrub down the sink (where we soak our feet for pedicure) with Dettol…over and over and over again…THEN spray it with more disinfectant.

3. Take out MISS OCD’s ‘own’ cushion from the store….

4. Disinfect the door handle!!! (I subsequently found out that MISS OCD opens the door with her elbows, not her hands! Else she will scrub down like crazeeeee)

5. Poor JY even had to spray her place with room disinfectant (one of those thingy from Ambi Pur)

I could see the stress in JY’s face…and apparently all of these were only for PRE-ARRIVAL of MISS OCD! Yes, I was told there is normally more stuff to do when she ARRIVES……well fortunately for me, I didn’t get to stay and meet MISS OCD.

However, is good to know I am not alone and there are worse cases out there…..

Eeewww...dirty dirty!

The gym….a place where we all go sweat out our fats, pressure from work and for some of us, pleasure from the pain inflicted upon ourselves.

But, have you ever wondered about gym cleanliness? After all, you get 1001 blokes and chicks using every goddamn machines and apparatus, coupled with their very sweaty hands (depending on your luck, the guy may not even have washed his hands after pee pee) and bods.

I could, more or less, through observation point out areas in the gym where it could be listed as the few dirtiest, or should I say ‘germ-iest’!

Here goes:

1. Mats – have you ever seen number of bodies that lie on those mats?

2. Dumbells, barbells, weight machines – if the guy before you had washed his hands after pee pee, then is slightly better. Else, just imagine all those hands (god knows where they have all been!).Better yet, if the guy before you, out in a pair of really, really short tight underwear……suggest you bring a bottle of Dettol to disinfect that seat!

3. Bicycle seat – I don’t even wanna go near this one….the number of sweaty ass……hope you clean your bikes before jumping onto it!

4. Toilets and shower – do you really want me to elaborate on this? I am sure for those of us who hang out at the gym, we have seen what we don’t need to see.

So, the next time you are at the gym, think about the hygiene and maybe walking around with a packet of disinfectant wipes would be a great idea!

Not that Energized!

Did my first race after my operation last Saturday – The Energizer Night Run 2011. I ran ok, not too bad for someone who hasn’t run for good 2 months.

But what was even more disappointing was not my run, but more of the organizer. It was such a poorly organized marathon that I have encountered personally.

*The first water station encountered was at the 4^th km mark…hmmm…normally there would be one in sight at the 2km mark…you cannot assume that everyone in the race are experienced runners and that they can wait till 4km mark to hydrate.

*Surprisingly what was at the 2km mark was a St John’s station for runners to ease their cramps…seriously…at the 2km mark…plzzzz…we were just warming up!

*Water was not served in cups. Instead we had the options of either grabbing a 1.5litre bottle or can/s of Gatorade!!!! Goodness gracious…how do u expect us to finish the 1.5 litre bottle of water at one go???!!! You damn stupid organizer! Hence, can we all imagine the wastage and ALLLLLLL the plastic bottles thrown in the circuit!

*As we cross the finish line, there was not even a MILO van in sight nor water nor Gatorade! (And I found out much later that all of these were parked behind part of the building, where you will first need to fight the damn 2km queue for Goodie Bag, BEFORE you get to the drinks!). In most races, these are all available and IN SIGHT couple of meters away FROM the finishing line!

*I don’t even wanna talk about the Goodie bag collection…let’s not even start!

All I know is I paid RM 50 for entry fee, RM 10 for farking parking in some stupid palm oil estate which had no proper lighting, RM 15 for toll, RM 15 for petrol…..

To the Energizer Night Run organizers and the brand owners….do you seriously think you will be getting the same support from the runners in 2012? Think again….

Serious shit!

Is there truly such a thing as “mental strength”? What is the relation between mental strength and how much the physical body can take, not seeing a finishing line, just focused on taking the next step?

We have all seen how world class athletes do it…pushing that last mile, enduring all pain (and joy at the end). Let’s not even talk about the able-bodied athletes…how about the Paralympics? Thomas Edison and his 1000 light bulbs experiment…before he got that ONE bulb. Film producers who’s had multiple failures before that one film breaks it for them. Those who are less fortunate who’s had to fight their way all of their lives for things we take for granted.

Do most of us draw our own ‘finishing line’? Or is there any ‘finishing line’ at all for some of us? How far will your ‘mental strength’ take you? How will it determine where you draw your ‘finishing line’? Will you ever ever give up?

Think about it, if you have set your mind to it, the body will follow….perhaps…if only you will allow it to…

Are we back on track already?

No, the PB is not dead yet…*no...PB had not been lazing around either…wish I was!* have just been so busy last one week. Did my TRX training and have been very busy with trying to get a hang of it. To top it all up, was also busy trying to get my run back in tempo.

I was also supposed to have gone to Hanoi last week with Hammy 3, but due to some unforeseen circumstances, I had to give up the farking trip…AAARGGHHHHH!!!!!WTF!!!!

Anyway, I have to focus on my first run in 2 weeks time….wish me luck!

Run Rooster Run!

I started my first run after being off it for about 9 weeks since my operation. How did it go…you may wonder? Let’s just say, it was “helllooooo legs…hellooooooo ground”. Although I must say having been back on the bike earlier helps, but still, there is that slight difference….like feeling the feet hitting the ground again.

No matter what, I will always bounce back. We, Roosters, never know when to give up. We, Roosters are quite a resilient bunch.

I have 3 more weeks to go before I get back into my first race for the year.

“Come on legs…move those running muscles!”

Are you animal enough for me?

Hammy 3 and I was just monkey-ing around couple of days back with the Chinese Animal Zodiac. Both of us have recently met some very interesting characters in and some pretty hot ones too…hehehe. Both of us started to wonder if the Chinese Animal Zodiac thingy and compatibility was true, at least for us.

Well, when I checked mine, apparently I am very compatible with 3 of these animals – Dragon, Snake and Ox! Hmmm….the only problem is with these 3 animals that I know of (and I am referring to the guys I know who falls into these 3 animal sign):

*There is a very good Dragon …and he is gay!

*There is a Snake I know too….but….unfortunately attached….great guy tho…

*Ox…hmmm…met one recently…who happens to be 16 years my junior! (damn HAWT body!!! Ok what would you expect of a young bod huh?)

And there was a Rabbit who came along, but unfortunately Rabbit and I are apparently ‘mortal enemies’.

Really, what options are there? Or should I let these compatibility animal thingy bother me at all (of course, except where the Dragon is concern, there is nothing I can do and I much prefer the great friendship we’ve bonded…at least he understands how a woman feels! Hahahaa)

What the hell….it does not matter what the animal signs tell us, we just need to go with it….read the body language and go with how I feel…if it feels right….

Hello, did u just drop a screw?

Having been at the gym for more than 5 years now, thought I would have seen it all at the gym. However not quite, I must say.

I must admit there are many types of people whom you meet at the gym – the really nice ones, hawt ones, the bad and the ugly, muscle-merries…..but nothing beat this group whom we have labeled as ‘loose-screw’….and I mean LOOSE SCREW…something not quite right with the head type.

Amongst the many ‘loose-screws’, there is this one particular individual who seemed to have attracted much of our attention (not in a good way). The screws that hold her head on seemed to have dropped off…she will do silly things like:

*Drying her undergarments and shoes in the sauna room…

*Gives health advise to other members by telling them that it is currently not healthy to consume the food which we are eating. “Food must not be cooked!”…(Hello…did someone get left behind in ice-age?)

*Use hair dryer to dry her very-wet t shirt…and u know what kind of smell comes from doing this…LOL

Just when I thought “How bad can this get?”….AHA! It did…last week, when I caught her washing ………VEGETABLES in a small container at the water cooler!!! I looked around thinking maybe she was starting her wok somewhere in the changing room to stir-fry it!

Loose-screw or just mad…I really don’t know…

Ambushed!

Ah…my wonderful new neighbor. *Rewind – couple of blogs ago I wrote about a new neighbor who was irritating the shit out of me with their renovation, remember?*

Well, they finally moved in….since Jan 19, 2011. Since then I had only seen them TWICE and that was also by force! What did I mean?

Since they moved in, I got really fed-up that they had purposefully avoided running into me, and mind you, there was not even a “sorry for the ruckus we’ve caused with our renovation”. Seriously, since they moved in, they have NEVER EVER open their windows NOR curtains at all! Are they vampires or something?

So, being the psycho I was, I decided to ‘ambush’ them. OK, they have got a pretty standard routine – husband leaves home at 630am (unless I am standing outside, he delays coming out till I am back in my house), wife starts washing the porch at 930am every day, wife leaves house at 300pm to pick up daughter, husband returns between 700pm – 1100pm.

Since I knew their schedule, I thought…”why not introduce myself since they appear to be having difficulty doing so?”

So, there I was, at 625 am under my porch in the dark, just mooching around, heard my darling neighbor opened his door, came out, beeped his car alarm….and WOOOOLLLAAAA! Out jumped PB…and I said “Good Morning Mr. XXXXX!”…..you should have seen his expression….it was PRICELESS!

With that look on his face, I mooched gleefully back into the comfort of my bed….and set the alarm for 930am round…to wish “Hello Mrs XXXXX”…..

Cougar vs Pussy

AAARRGHHHHH!!!! This is it…I am declaring war….on my neighbour’s cat! This Persian cat have been consistently sleeping on the bonnet of my car for quite a while now. And no, I am NOT HAPPY about it (Hello!!! Scratches! Scratches!). Despite having spoken to my neighbour about it, his bloody cat doesn’t seem to like to go home. It appears that it prefer to sleepover at my place. Almost every other day, I will have to chase him round the compound before it decides to leave.

Well, the last straw was this morning. When I opened my main door to leave for my class, I almost died of suffocation *did some idiot forget to remove the garbage truck outside my house*??? Nope, that farking cat decided to poop into one of my beautiful plants, leaving behind a trail of stinking manure!!!! FARKER!!!!

If it is war he wants, it is WAR he will get! I shall be waiting…..come on kitty kitty kitty kitty….

Disclaimer: For all you animal lovers out there, don’t worry, I am not going to kill it.

The Bad, the Naughty and the Sexy!

I was just chatting with MM couple of days back and how she’s been with her string of boyfriends…and I mean ‘bad boys’…(Sorry MM…I gotta say it again…you are such a sucker for bad boys!)

But then again who wouldn’t be attracted to bad boys? After all they are the Mavericks and Lotharios of our time, who knows EXACTLY how to melt these women and make them squealing for more. What is it about these boys that make us, women, lusting for more? Well, MM and I decided to make a list of “Bad Boys Characteristics”, and this is purely based on our personal experiences.

They seem to have a cavalier attitude and indifference. Unfortunately, some of us THINK that we can change that! (And MM, NO, it is not a maternal instinct!)

These boys also seem to have an overflowing swagger, take-it-or-leave-it approach that leaves us women wanting more. It is their boldness, their slapdash manners and insults of which the women perceives as compliment and is seen as a major turn-on!

And don’t we all love their animal magnetism- especially if he looks anything like Wolverine! Look, we gotta admit they probably know every bloody flirting technique there is, and know exactly how to charm and touch the women both emotionally and definitely physically *ok ok, images of Cam Gigandet from Burlesques Cookie Scene comes flashing by!*

These Romeos are very smart beings. They give us the impression that we are in control, BUT, in actual fact, they are! We don’t like pushovers and for some of us, this reverse psychology seems to keep us at a high!

I guess bad boys are like a form of ‘escapism’ for some of us. Is like a breakaway in our daily mundane lives. They provide the natural high, almost like that adrenaline-high from RPM!

However, it is normally not long before we realize that their deception is exposed. We’ve seen it, been there before, bought the sarong and yet, we keep going back for more!

Well, ladies, as long as you want to play the game, do remember to take care of your hearts. After all, they are not serious about you and when with you, so enjoy the ride if you like the high but remember not to let them shatter your hearts.

Burlesque Cookie Box Scene

Life, as fragile as a flower

An acquaintance passed on today; not very close but we kinda work part-time for the same employer. Though I may not know him that well, but any news of this sort will cause an uncomfortable feeling in so many ways. He had always looked fine, tho he could have been not well and kept it a secret. But such sudden passing shocked all of us. Given my recent medical adventure, it really reminds me how fragile life is. *I could have died on the operating table, right…ANYTHING could have happened!*

Coupled with my recent surgery and now this, I am thinking “what would you do if you were to live your life differently?” “What if you got a second chance, what would you do?” “How would you re-live yr life or would you?”

How would you want to be remembered….

What The Fat!

Hello everyone! Happy Chinese New Year (it still is the season!). We are not quite done with the celebration yet, with another 4 more days to go, which means 4 more days of more eating! Hahaha…yes, for the past week of CNY celebration, the most famous phrase you will hear is…”Oh My Gawd! I have put on so much weight…I feel FAT!”

Well, this happens EVERY year, so stop complaining and might as well enjoy it. You can always drop those pounds after the whole celebration is over in the next 4 days…till then continue to stuff in those tarts, cookies, more lunches and dinners!

Hoppity Bunny New Year!

Here’s wishing everyone, of all races, any beliefs, various cultures, a very Hoppity Bunny Chinese New Year!

Psycho Bitch will be taking a short Chinese New Year break…catch u guys next week! Cheerios!

A blissful morning

What a wonderful morning. I am seated by the pool side in RSGC, and is now 800 am. It is such a cooling morning and only with a couple of regular swimmers in sight (Don’t worry Hammy 3 and LB, I am not here to swim!). Just decided to get out of the house after being locked-down since my operation last week.

Watching the swimmers suddenly made me realize something I have always taken for granted. I have always loved to swim and hence my participation in trialthlons. However, I am not allowed to swim nor run until 6 weeks after my surgery *well well, damn it!!!!*.

My point being – the very thing I have always thought was the safest to do ie swimming (low impact, total body workout etc etc etc), is now the very thing I CANNOT DO till early March! Who would have thought a keyhole laparoscopy could do this to an ever so hyper woman! Hey but look at the bright side, this has taught me to appreciate the very thing that I take for granted though.

At least, I am still well and alive to come back stronger after 6 weeks….till then I shall continue to bask in the sun, by the pool….without having to work up a maximum heart rate!

Mid life crisis part 2...not again!

I am somewhere between 40 – 50 years old, given my recent health drama, I asked myself, “Am I prepared to try anything at least ONCE?” (as long as it does not kill me!)

After all, when I hit Part One of my mid life crisis 3 years back, I literally walked out of my high-paying executive job, with no thought whatsoever of what I wanted to do, cut my hair short (and had almost everyone thinking I was going lesbo…I DIDN’T AND STILL AM STRAIGHT AS HELL), took up triathlon, ran 4x21km although I was told 10 years ago I will NEVER run again, teaching RPM …and I have never been happier!

Is this then Part Two of my mid life crisis (wait a minute…is there even such thing??)…oh well, who cares if there is or isn’t!

The recent scare with my health is making me re-consider my options in life…”Am I prepared to try anything at least ONCE?” After all, life still has so much to offer me (OOOHH…I can so hear Hammy 3 and LB screaming at me….”slow down woman!”)

So, excuse me while I go figure out my list of “Things to try at least ONCE?”

Hey, it could have been worse!

I had just got back from my post surgery check-up. The verdict?

Well, the surgery thingy is good, just that I am one organ short now *bye bye gall bladder*; hey but otherwise I still have the rest of the important organs!

The only other disturbing matter would be the result of my liver biopsy. The verdict – exhibits mild peri-portal hepatitis/inflammation. *WTF does that jargon mean??*…Well, first of all, it supports what the ultrasound scanning had picked up plus what my surgeon saw during the keyhole surgery. And according to my doctor, this is a sign or the beginning of something worse that MAY come later part in my life *okkkaayyy, I don’t even want to think what THAT maybe*. The GOOD news, at the least, is that the blood test had ruled out all the OTHER major liver diseases. PHEW!

Scary huh? Yeah, this is probably a result of too much drinking in my early years and not having better taken care of my health. Like my mom had always said “You had better take good care else you won’t know what will hit you as you age!”

Suddenly I realized that as healthy as we all may look, or try our utmost best to take good care of ourselves, exercise till the cow come home (AHEM! EA….are u reading this?), it is never a guarantee that we will always be healthy or think that nothing will happen to us. Hey after all, I am at my peak…who would have guessed that I will lose ONE organ now!

This experience, once again, is making me re-think about my life. What EXACTLY do I really wanna do?

One thing for sure, this has just CONFIRMED that I will not want to be doing Advertising & Strategic Planning anymore…I wanna go out there and REALLY LIVE MY LIFE…maybe run the 42km marathon that I have been putting off for 2 whole years, complete ONE Ironman perhaps, take my parents for a holiday (WOW! The last time I went on a holiday with them was like 20 donkey years ago!), save the world maybe and so what if we all gain some pounds….I dunno…suddenly Life seems abundant and is up to me how I really want to live it this time.

After all, this was probably another wake-up call or second chance from God to make it better….perhaps…after all, if you want the rainbow, you have to put up with the rain first….

Wat's up doc?

Hey peeps! Welcome back… to me! Yay! feels great to be home after having spent couple of days at the hospital. Well, as you all can see I AM ALIVE! (those of you who may not have been aware, I was in a surgery last week and I just got checked out over the weekend).

The surgery itself (and most part of the pre-surgery went ‘handsomely’ well too…AHEM! Note the key word ‘handsome’). OK, you know how nervous I was with this whole damn surgery thing.

As I marched into the hospital on Jan 19, 2011, staring down the hospital admission lobby, looking at all the sick people around me, and not to mention the old and unattractive (but rich) doctors scurrying around in their white robes, I was thinking “why none of these doctors look like bloody McSteamy!!!!”

Then I was being prep for the surgery – the whole sterilized bath, changed into the horrible looking hospital gown, BP check and all….then I got pushed into the ‘waiting bay’ at the OT…then I was told that my Anaesthetist will attend to me shortly. So, I laid there watching the rest of the anaesthetist (whom were old, not good looking…uuurrrgghhh!) attend to the other patients.

After a good 15 minutes, this particular anaesthetist (who still had his mask on), came by to me and I was thinking (Good gawd, you must be that ugly to keep the mask on! Ok whatever you look like, just bring it on and give me your best jab!)…then he spoke….LOL! BEHOLD! THAT VOICE!!!!OMG and the MASK CAME OFF….All of a sudden, the surgery didn’t look that bad after all!! He was the cutest doc I had seen around the hospital so far! OMG…AND HE’S BEEN HIDING IN THE OT ALL THIS WHILE…WTF!!!! Ooohhhh! Can I play nurse and doctor?

But before I could savour the doc any further (nor even count pass 2), I was back in my room! The surgery was over!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Where is my cute anaesthetist?????BRING HIM BACK! And I never saw him after that throughout my stay at the hospital…..boo hoo hoo!

But, it did prove one thing, that there is always a possibility of a McSteamy at our hospital, and no, I was not drugged yet at that point.

24

24 hours to go before surgery! Ok, is finally drawing closer and closer….and I don’t like all the mixed emotions I am feeling – anxious, scared, moody…anything BUT happy!

Nothing will ever, ever prepare anyone for a surgery. The only thing I can prepare for is to pack my bloody bag today…and trying to figure out how to sneak in my notebook!

Well, most of all, I need to prepare for is my mental energy and strength.

I am leaving this in God’s hands…Trust and Faith…..

Checking the checklist

Ok, checklist part 2 pre-operation (Hammy 3, no, I am NOT OCD…it is called planning :p)

Could not get this list out of my head…I get unsettled knowing that I know that I have stuff to follow up on and do:

*Make a list of dates and RPM classes cover (must remember to remind GXMs)

*Hmmm….still contemplating about getting the 2 pounds …or maybe 5 pounds dumbbell so that I can use it at home…hmmm…

*Still trying to get a time to get my facial done (I really don’t want to look like a hag during my operation LOL hahahahaha)

*Have to re-look into my training and race schedules…again…hais…

That’s all for today, folks. I am sure I am not done with my checklist, yet.

Checking, checking, checking

I have exactly 6 more days to my surgery. Not looking forward to it but is something I have to do. Well, how am I preparing for it? I have been planning couple of stuff to get myself ready:

*For this whole week, gonna max out all my RPM classes…hahaha…planned out all the hardest and most enjoyable tracks...hei, I ain’t gonna get back on the bike for about 3 weeks after my surgery! So, I reckon I might as well go all out this week.

*Even worked out when I need to have my nails manicured and pedicured, so at least I will not feel THAT depressed knowing that I will not be able to have my lovely nails coloured after my surgery…PFFFTTTTT!!!

*Of course, planning out my meals AFTER my surgery…what to eat, what to avoid…hmmm…maybe not too much carbs…don’t want to be piling on the pounds in the 3 weeks! LOL!

*Bought some books to catch up and of course, planning to copy thousands of series, documentaries and movies from B, one of my RPM members…before I grow fungus in those 3 weeks…hahahaha!

Oh well, I will take it positively and enjoy the ‘break’. Ok, peeps, got to go for now…need to go see what else I need to prep.

Tell me more, tell me more...

I have an appointment with my surgeon today. As I wait rather (eagerly? nah! I don’t think so), there are sooooooo many questions I need to ask him. So, I made a checklist of questions for my surgeon later (and Hammy 3, I am not being OCD):

*Do I really need to do this ah? *Ok Hammy 3, LB, EA – I am ENTITLED to ask this question :p*

*How long will the surgery be?

*GA….uurrghhh….don’t like the thought of GA…NO other options? Heheheh

*Can I actually keep my manicured and pedicured coloured nails or do I have to remove the nail colours…PFFFTTT!

*How much is this whole damn thing gonna cost me…??

*Must I stay in the hospital for 2 days after surgery….is it necessary…I really don’t like to be locked in!!!! Feels like I am being grounded…boo hoo hoo!

*And most importantly, how soon can I start my workout regime….u know, my biking, RPM, running, swimming etc etc etc…and don’t tell me is 2 weeks at MINIMUM?!!!

Oh well, I am sure more questions will pop out as I make my way to see Dr Foo later…wish me luck peeps!

To cut or not to cut?

It’s been a rather interesting and tiring week for me since the Christmas and New Year. And no, it had nothing to do with partying nor drinking. This PB has just been busy pottering between 2 hospitals….trying to get myself sorted out, not psychologically!

Ok, in short, I have not been well past 3 months, was diagnosed with GERD (Pls check wiki if unsure), condition didn’t improve, hence got sent to gastroentologist, did ultrasound scan plus endoscopy…*you get the picture lah*. In short, I am due to go under the knife pretty soon to remove gall bladder stones (to quote my surgeon “you cannot delay anymore, the stones are tiny, very dangerous”) AND possibly a liver biopsy….*yucks!*

Anyway, when I was told about my inevitable surgery, of course I panicked bcos I am thinking:

*Damn! I can’t do the Great Eastern 30km Pacesetter this month…SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! Oh wait, maybe, just maybe I could do the run first, THEN do the surgery…HMMMM…..

*AIYOO!!! Need to find replacements for my RPM classes….damn it!

*Wait, how about all my races, triathlons in the near few months…am I gonna recover on time? FARK!!!!!!

*My work? …SCREW the work!

*Oh no….2 weeks’ recovery time…oh no!!!my fitness level! My stamina! My strength! Suffer!!!!!

Yes, I was that psycho…to think about all that and despite having gotten a 2^nd opinion, I am still that close in delaying the surgery...*OH, I can so hear Hammy 3, EA, LB all screaming at me…NO MORE DELAYING! DO THE BLOODY SURGERY ASAP!*

I know, I know…resistance is futile…….and maybe, this is God’s way of telling me…”Take a break, woman!”