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me smile, you make me cry, you make me happy , you make me laugh.YOU ARE THE SUNSHINE IN MY DAY!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Leona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960263801768732961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRsKCtybi8g/SK0YJ-kRYTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/IqTHcTi6__0/S220/images.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" 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scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mummy" /><title>Whatever it takes...</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIjAUcoy3m8/Tw56IWJaqQI/AAAAAAAADn0/yurggH9PlB4/s1600/P1080022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIjAUcoy3m8/Tw56IWJaqQI/AAAAAAAADn0/yurggH9PlB4/s500/P1080022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696624862472874242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help! Are we too dependent on technology to discipline our kids???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to good ol' obedience where kids will just obey the parents and do as they are told? It seems that with my kids, everything has to be rewarded with some '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;games&lt;/span&gt;' time...then only they will listen or adhere to me. During my time, my parents didn't need all this gadgets to make me listen to them. I respected them...that is why I obeyed them. It seems for my kids,they only listen to 2 things... ROTAN and 'play ipad'!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Ally to sit on the jamban...she gets ipad after that. For Ryan to sit down quietly and cut his hair...he gets to play Papa's phone. For Ally to get out of the bath tub...she gets ipad. For Ryan to do his homework and revision...he gets ipad after that. And the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teruk, isn't it??? How far can this carry on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17th Jan 2012-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 days after I wrote this post...I decided to totally disallow the kids to play Ipad...more to tone down the excitement of playing it. So for 2 whole days (entire weekend)...the kids understood that there would be no Ipad at home. Ally would ask occasionally...but we just told her...no ipad today. And she was fine with it (surprisingly). The only time they played with a gadget was at the restaurant or at my dad's house. It was good actually having no distraction of any gadgets at home. We could concentrate on more things...like reading books, doing crafts and improving Ryan's fine motor skills and the kids just playing with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-3385840637679501269?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UiiBTclmRJPklFAIfjg5jbarBmc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UiiBTclmRJPklFAIfjg5jbarBmc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5254560966724845184/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388692834907473539&amp;postID=5254560966724845184" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default/5254560966724845184?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default/5254560966724845184?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-tooth-out.html" title="First tooth out" /><author><name>Leona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960263801768732961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRsKCtybi8g/SK0YJ-kRYTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/IqTHcTi6__0/S220/images.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_mSSEnYVn8/TwHVyLKqamI/AAAAAAAADlk/KlwaNUU1k9w/s72-c/P1080333.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4BR3c4eip7ImA9WhRWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388692834907473539.post-7451531870183567880</id><published>2012-01-01T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T14:55:56.932+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-01T14:55:56.932+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ryan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hair" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun" /><title>Ugly haircut</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ6BFr-Gog0/TwACOGArb4I/AAAAAAAADiM/aFFf9uWWRok/s1600/P1040668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ6BFr-Gog0/TwACOGArb4I/AAAAAAAADiM/aFFf9uWWRok/s490/P1040668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692552370151190402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through the photos archive and saw this photo of Ryan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I thought to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG!!! What an ugly haircut!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that he actually went around with that hairstyle for awhile. It was in April 2011. I remember telling the hairdresser that we wanted a mushroom haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we didn't realise that it would look THAT hideous as it was growing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-7451531870183567880?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UrOdeut2gli9jJiPzHpJAKcOXx8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UrOdeut2gli9jJiPzHpJAKcOXx8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7451531870183567880/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388692834907473539&amp;postID=7451531870183567880" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default/7451531870183567880?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default/7451531870183567880?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/ugly-haircut.html" title="Ugly haircut" /><author><name>Leona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960263801768732961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRsKCtybi8g/SK0YJ-kRYTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/IqTHcTi6__0/S220/images.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ6BFr-Gog0/TwACOGArb4I/AAAAAAAADiM/aFFf9uWWRok/s72-c/P1040668.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EFQHs5fCp7ImA9WhRWEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388692834907473539.post-7678809426610174305</id><published>2011-12-31T00:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T01:20:11.524+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-31T01:20:11.524+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="celebration" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>Speedy year</title><content type="html">Goodbye 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year somehow went by in lightning speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really particular pops up in my head when I think back of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a parent to young kids...somehow my world have revolved around them. All my memories of this year involves them. Ryan's first bicycle. Ally's speech development. The kids health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really accomplish much...in terms of personal goals. The only change in my life would be my job. The pharmacy that I have been working for the past 7 years will no longer be my 'second' home anymore due to change of management.Disappointed. So, would look elsewhere for locuming.  Change could be good. Look forward to next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B4AhPnTUiYM/Tv3vGyD9YMI/AAAAAAAADiA/tBzk_bgSGnk/s1600/P1080156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B4AhPnTUiYM/Tv3vGyD9YMI/AAAAAAAADiA/tBzk_bgSGnk/s490/P1080156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691968403862806722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's lift up our glasses...klink klink!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to a new year...&lt;br /&gt;And may you accomplish whatever your goals may be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-7678809426610174305?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Or it is just enjoyable going to the malls seeing the different decorations??? Or is it odd seeing CNY and Christmas stuff selling at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at the end of the day, every retailer wants to make a quick buck during this festive season.Don't blame them. It is all about getting us consumers in the mood to start spending our money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, the Christmas feeling this year is slightly on the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;' side. Dunno why. I keep my spirit high for the kids. I guess certain changes in my life right now has put a slight dampen on it. But it isn't all that major. As they always say..."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;View my glass as half full..&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the kids christmas shopping is done. My nieces and nephews also all completed. Just not wrapped. Got Ryan the Angry Bird actual game from Mattel which I think is slightly pricey. But the Toys R Us vouchers did help to pay for half of it. For Ally, I got her an Elmo toy guitar which I know is gonna drive me NUTS hearing the Elmo World theme song over and over again. Now, just need to get for the adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my in-laws yearly Christmas gathering on Boxing day...well, I have the menu in my head. But still testing the menu everyday. Each day, I am testing out one dish for hubby to try. If it gets the thumbs up from him, it will be shortlisted for that day. So, so far the caramelized chicken wings and spaghetti meatballs are on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-73PloCZFOpA/Tuqsz526YaI/AAAAAAAADgs/L_Ox6iAhbaA/s1600/P1080010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-73PloCZFOpA/Tuqsz526YaI/AAAAAAAADgs/L_Ox6iAhbaA/s320/P1080010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686547487213117858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P-bEa2eZykI/TuqszhXsZBI/AAAAAAAADgg/Z0xSsE4t2mU/s1600/P1080019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P-bEa2eZykI/TuqszhXsZBI/AAAAAAAADgg/Z0xSsE4t2mU/s320/P1080019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686547480639726610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's jingle bells all the way...still 10 more days. Then, it will be 'chang chang chang' and 'yok kon' and nga koo frenzy right after that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-3523307955219818176?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XT23IkSqW8b8goGcHthmlL6ZD5M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XT23IkSqW8b8goGcHthmlL6ZD5M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3523307955219818176/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388692834907473539&amp;postID=3523307955219818176" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default/3523307955219818176?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default/3523307955219818176?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-plans.html" title="Christmas Plans" /><author><name>Leona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960263801768732961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRsKCtybi8g/SK0YJ-kRYTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/IqTHcTi6__0/S220/images.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-73PloCZFOpA/Tuqsz526YaI/AAAAAAAADgs/L_Ox6iAhbaA/s72-c/P1080010.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8ESHYyfyp7ImA9WhRQGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388692834907473539.post-7183886891831457929</id><published>2011-12-15T14:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T15:06:49.897+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-15T15:06:49.897+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birthday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Escargots anyone?</title><content type="html">Last weekend, it was my dad's birthday. As my 2 sisters were not around that day, I decided to treat my dad to Monte's which they had a branch in Klang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never eaten at the Bangsar branch before but have been curious about the standard of the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad wanted to eat escargots which I think he apparently likes. I have never eaten one before. And don't really intend to ever try. Snails...slimy slippery creatures! Yucks! He kept on asking me and hubby to eat. I told him it would be a waste if I ate...coz I don't appreciate them. So he asked Ryan. At first, I thought Ryan would decline looking at the snail shell. But surprisingly, he agreed. He ate one and asked for more. He licked up all the cheese and garlic sauce that came with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNRS8yShZ5Y/TumXJi8d5yI/AAAAAAAADfg/-ppnTDg2Zno/s1600/P1080041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNRS8yShZ5Y/TumXJi8d5yI/AAAAAAAADfg/-ppnTDg2Zno/s490/P1080041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686242194787002146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CnFsrrtxum0/TumXJd1xCfI/AAAAAAAADfY/XKKAm-G9t6c/s1600/P1080044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CnFsrrtxum0/TumXJd1xCfI/AAAAAAAADfY/XKKAm-G9t6c/s490/P1080044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686242193416718834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached home, while changing the boy...I asked him how he liked eating the snails. He shook his head..."I don't like the snail...but I liked the mushroom inside!" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*slap forehead!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed...and told him that IS the snail that he was eating...and he kept on arguing with me that it isn't! Fine...so he was eating mushrooms all along! RM3 for a mushroom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other dishes that we ordered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1G_DV6SDsI/TumaCqYCrrI/AAAAAAAADgA/GjS1HvVxL9M/s1600/P1080054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1G_DV6SDsI/TumaCqYCrrI/AAAAAAAADgA/GjS1HvVxL9M/s490/P1080054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686245375057505970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fetuccine Carbonara with chicken (for the kids)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would have been better with beef bacon though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8b_WW1azemQ/TumaCf2T2jI/AAAAAAAADfw/2Ufedzy3O3A/s1600/P1080049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8b_WW1azemQ/TumaCf2T2jI/AAAAAAAADfw/2Ufedzy3O3A/s490/P1080049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686245372231670322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hubby's charbroiled lamb&lt;br /&gt;-he enjoyed it without much complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nhVcLy42osQ/TumaDDzpjVI/AAAAAAAADgI/-wLaYiLBE5o/s1600/P1080050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nhVcLy42osQ/TumaDDzpjVI/AAAAAAAADgI/-wLaYiLBE5o/s490/P1080050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686245381884185938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tenderloin steak - was abit over well done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HDdglrGUQw8/TumbxUd6pwI/AAAAAAAADgU/BjRLEemDHJI/s1600/P1080063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HDdglrGUQw8/TumbxUd6pwI/AAAAAAAADgU/BjRLEemDHJI/s490/P1080063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686247276142044930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One for the family album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-7183886891831457929?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But since the doctor didn't really stress much about it, we didn't think that it was anything serious. I didn't even get the specific term for his chest protrusion until a week ago when I took him to see the doctor after Ryan complained that his chest was a bit pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pectus carinatum is also known as '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pigeon chest&lt;/span&gt;' or '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pigeon breast&lt;/span&gt;' where there is a deformity in the sternum where it protrudes outwards. It probably was present from birth but wasn't obvious till he was older. Even when the doctor mentioned to us a few years ago...it didn't look obvious. But over the years, it has gotten slightly more protruding as Ryan is getting older. And now I am getting more worried and more aware of this condition. It worries me whether that as he grows, would this pectus deformity affect the function of his heart and lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when he complained of chest pain last week,the first paed I took him said that there was probably some inflammation around the cartilage of the protruding ribs..hence the pain. Since at that time, he was having sore throat too. She said as long as he is active and doesn't feel lethargic and breathless, shouldn't be worried about his pectus condition. Second doctor that I asked said that his heart sounds normal, not enlarged...a slight murmur but it is normal. He just advised me to let Ryan do more exercise like swimming. When I asked him whether any corrective procedure can be done like wearing a brace...he said...no need. He said if I want, I can send him for an ECHO to further assess his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Ryan doesn't have much stamina since young. And he is always prone to respiratory illnesses. One doctor has mentioned before when he was about one year plus that he has asthmatic tendencies. I am not sure his lung function is also attributed to this pectus deformity.&lt;br /&gt;My next step would be to take him to see Dr. Rosalie Yip at Sunway Med. who is a cardiac paediatrician and see what she advices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Ryan is still young, I think its better for him to get a full evaluation. Next time, if he gets older, it might be harder to correct any problems. Hopefully it is nothing.Perhaps I may sound over paranoid about his condition.But when it comes to our children, we have to do what we can to ensure they are healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yaAZhgTDazg/TsthkH-htFI/AAAAAAAADdc/M-uHptP7PKY/s1600/P1070812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yaAZhgTDazg/TsthkH-htFI/AAAAAAAADdc/M-uHptP7PKY/s490/P1070812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677739028475130962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Circled is Ryan's deformed sternum.&lt;br /&gt;It would get more prominent as he reaches adolescence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-5246061140053700009?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Each day passes and I tell myself...better write a post. Better write down some thing. But when I have time to myself...which is quite rare nowadays...I will 'curi curi' play my ipad or the sheep game on hubby's phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not leaving comments at my dear blogger friends blogs too. Every time I switch on the laptop to go online... Ally now is very very kay po and will always bug me and kacau me. And wants to sit on my lap. Gets me frustrated most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she is napping. Boy didn't go to school today. I have Tau Yu Bak simmering on the stove. So got spare time for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess after such a long hiatus...I will just write what comes to my mind now.Here and there. No particular topic till I get my blogging mojo back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Christmas is about one month away. Took out your Christmas tree yet? I was rather itching to get a new tree.But after looking at the prices...hhmmm, maybe I will just make do with my 4 feet tree at the moment. All the stores started early with the decorations. To get us in the mood for shopping I guess and to suck our money early too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised last week that Ryan has memorized the sequence of the alphabets. Like if I asked him...what is alphabet no.18?...he will give me the answer straightaway. Or what number is the letter J?...and he will tell me the answer too.That boy really needs a hobby!! He is growing up and maturing so fast too. I love having conversations with him now. Pity that I don't spend enough time with him.He often asks me now..."How come you love Mei Mei more than me?" or"How come you don't smile so often now?". Sometimes he will tell me..."Mummy, I like it when you laugh!" Poor boy. His mummy needs to be less uptight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a 5 day pregnancy scare last week. Menses was about 5 days delayed. I am not sure whether I would really term it as a 'scare'...but it did half half freak me out if I was pregnant and also half half elated me to have another child. I was even thinking of baby names while showering!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the day I bought the pregnancy test kit...my menses came!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ally is at a "NO" stage right now. It is cute when I am in a good mood but it is VERY irritating when I am in a bad mood. Everything also..."NO!" She is into the stage of 'let's beat mummy when I don't get my way' stage too. All these is results from  observing her dear big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ally loves singing the ABC song and twinkle twinkle little star song now too. Probably about 75% audible...and she is totally hooked on the ipad now. That is the only thing that can calm her tantrums at the moment. So ironic isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleeping drama queen has awaken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-417679047468497688?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hadn't heard of Corus Paradise but from the photos at the website, it looked alright. What attracted me was its own private lagoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived there...I was pretty disappointed with the place from certain aspects. One of the things that made me '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not happy&lt;/span&gt;' was there weren't any towels in the room. When I called to ask, they told me they will be getting the towels only after 5pm! We went out before that and when we got back to the room at 7pm, the towels were still not provided!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the important thing was the kids had fun. I guess just a break from their usual routine is exciting for them already. And getting to bounce on a proper bed (since we don't sleep on beds at home!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of the happy kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kMoKolJ06A8/TqlgGkzPRfI/AAAAAAAADaQ/LQT3uGutABE/s1600/P1070599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kMoKolJ06A8/TqlgGkzPRfI/AAAAAAAADaQ/LQT3uGutABE/s490/P1070599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668167272096548338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKjWAujnjiM/TqlgGtLkknI/AAAAAAAADac/yil-RlMAfl0/s1600/P1070608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKjWAujnjiM/TqlgGtLkknI/AAAAAAAADac/yil-RlMAfl0/s490/P1070608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668167274346091122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HhlH2bR74TE/TqlhMrHIxzI/AAAAAAAADbA/MCud3cgzEcg/s1600/P1070641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HhlH2bR74TE/TqlhMrHIxzI/AAAAAAAADbA/MCud3cgzEcg/s490/P1070641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668168476381464370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dbz-_bpnZY8/TqlgHKFRM_I/AAAAAAAADao/XttpYU9B2xs/s1600/P1070621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dbz-_bpnZY8/TqlgHKFRM_I/AAAAAAAADao/XttpYU9B2xs/s490/P1070621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668167282104284146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4UOfrTEZ2w/TqlhMop72nI/AAAAAAAADa0/-qQVorP5EcU/s1600/P1070656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4UOfrTEZ2w/TqlhMop72nI/AAAAAAAADa0/-qQVorP5EcU/s490/P1070656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668168475722111602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5RpoAf2PjSU/Tqli_EBXAHI/AAAAAAAADbY/4_9AVrHCVRQ/s1600/P1070675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5RpoAf2PjSU/Tqli_EBXAHI/AAAAAAAADbY/4_9AVrHCVRQ/s490/P1070675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668170441573204082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZXnnXwVduE/TqlkOOscJ6I/AAAAAAAADb8/sBT8ixndLuY/s1600/P1070727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZXnnXwVduE/TqlkOOscJ6I/AAAAAAAADb8/sBT8ixndLuY/s490/P1070727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668171801647916962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5jexDEg7ag/TqlkNxOQEGI/AAAAAAAADbw/AgP6degUr_w/s1600/P1070732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5jexDEg7ag/TqlkNxOQEGI/AAAAAAAADbw/AgP6degUr_w/s490/P1070732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668171793736667234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ySU2E68kis/Tqli_VR0sJI/AAAAAAAADbg/QCIQrutMYWw/s1600/P1070719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ySU2E68kis/Tqli_VR0sJI/AAAAAAAADbg/QCIQrutMYWw/s490/P1070719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668170446205661330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-4786945329462281195?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VL3MKJP8H02p-vHlxi7vGtS3uFc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VL3MKJP8H02p-vHlxi7vGtS3uFc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5916856231079147941/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388692834907473539&amp;postID=5916856231079147941" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default/5916856231079147941?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default/5916856231079147941?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-fun-stops.html" title="When the fun stops..." /><author><name>Leona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960263801768732961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRsKCtybi8g/SK0YJ-kRYTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/IqTHcTi6__0/S220/images.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGSIisuy6tA/TqaXgpAraCI/AAAAAAAADZ4/EVUhnRAmADo/s72-c/P1070593.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMMRXg7fSp7ImA9WhdbGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388692834907473539.post-2358438143661236395</id><published>2011-10-17T15:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T15:44:44.605+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-17T15:44:44.605+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ryan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="memory" /><title>Long Time Companion</title><content type="html">Ryan and his 'pao pei'. Inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be his companion on holidays, short breaks..even stays at hospitals would be incomplete without his pao pei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His 'best' friend has been with him since the day he was brought back from hospital as a newborn to this very day. That would mean...his smelly shapeless lump of a pao pei is already 5 years and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh. I dare not imagine how big the population of mites is happily calling it home at this moment.I do sun and wash it once a week. But with each wash, it is getting smaller and lumpier each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, he had 2 'pao pei' buddies. They came in a pair.But one year ago, I threw one away... I couldn't tahan anymore. The condition was real bad and all the cotton was broken up inside. Now, just to wait how much longer this last remaining one will persevere on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I dislike most is that Ryan would take his pao pei everywhere around the house and sometimes put it to our faces...and constantly asks this question..."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you want my pao pei&lt;/span&gt;?" despite our protests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your child have  a comfort toy or pillow that she/he is very attached to all this years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GuLIHTy7qzo/Tpvbj2eovRI/AAAAAAAADZg/eAMpZ2UcqhQ/s1600/Picture%2B052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GuLIHTy7qzo/Tpvbj2eovRI/AAAAAAAADZg/eAMpZ2UcqhQ/s490/Picture%2B052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664362365314448658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan @ 3 months old&lt;br /&gt;(see the 2 pao pei at the back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9tJE-Qr9vhE/TpvaqIkKmJI/AAAAAAAADZM/rOIB7808hOU/s1600/Picture%2B271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9tJE-Qr9vhE/TpvaqIkKmJI/AAAAAAAADZM/rOIB7808hOU/s490/Picture%2B271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664361373737064594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan @ 2 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RR5sDwrj4d4/Tpvap9kBnpI/AAAAAAAADY8/T75LzgjI1zQ/s1600/211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RR5sDwrj4d4/Tpvap9kBnpI/AAAAAAAADY8/T75LzgjI1zQ/s490/211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664361370783686290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan @ 5 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-2358438143661236395?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ntzn8FOk9YisgdIg7Y7a85AqWfM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ntzn8FOk9YisgdIg7Y7a85AqWfM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7311511399512047675/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388692834907473539&amp;postID=7311511399512047675" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default/7311511399512047675?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default/7311511399512047675?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/missing-their-cousins.html" title="Missing their cousins" /><author><name>Leona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960263801768732961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRsKCtybi8g/SK0YJ-kRYTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/IqTHcTi6__0/S220/images.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S0qZPKOz_s0/TpKUHmZdf3I/AAAAAAAADY0/pwTA1dkeass/s72-c/163.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUADRXc8eSp7ImA9WhdUGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388692834907473539.post-1753240989159406254</id><published>2011-10-07T21:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T22:29:34.971+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-07T22:29:34.971+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="write" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ryan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="words" /><title>Word game</title><content type="html">Sometimes ( or most of the time)...I really don't know what to do with Ryan. Apart from school homework,watching Disney Junior,playing computer games and doing outdoor&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; activities like cycling and playing ball...he doesn't really have much interests &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at the moment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't enjoy playing Lego and reading books which I wished he did. I would take him to the book store and ask him to get ANY books he wanted...and he would just shrug and say Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan spends most of his time playing what his sister plays...or watches what his sister watches. I wish that I had more time to spend with him...but unfortunately, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, after seeing a mother's blog on home activities with her kids...it gave me an idea to play this word game with him. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; I read this activity from her blog...but anyway here is the link to '&lt;a href="http://activitymom.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Activity Mom&lt;/a&gt;' blog. It is a great blog to get ideas on what to do with your little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxppqPmrRf0/To8GsIlRhfI/AAAAAAAADYs/3I7uYgXLMFY/s1600/300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxppqPmrRf0/To8GsIlRhfI/AAAAAAAADYs/3I7uYgXLMFY/s490/300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660750611915834866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here is my version of the word game that I play with the boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose 2 alphabets ...and try to make as many words starting with that alphabet. Since Ryan loves to count, I made it into a battle between the 2 alphabets. And see which alphabet will have the most words. He gets to practice his spelling,widen his vocabulary,writing and also to think quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the&lt;a href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/2011/07/ryans-time-table.html"&gt; timetable&lt;/a&gt; that I wrote about a few months back...no more following. After some time, I couldn't keep up to it. And got abit lazy too. :p  When he asked why we are not following it anymore, I told him that I am coming up with a new one soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-1753240989159406254?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QS91I7-1cMydTOB7XsFbmNtPmww/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QS91I7-1cMydTOB7XsFbmNtPmww/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1753240989159406254/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388692834907473539&amp;postID=1753240989159406254" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default/1753240989159406254?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388692834907473539/posts/default/1753240989159406254?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://leonalmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/word-game.html" title="Word game" /><author><name>Leona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960263801768732961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRsKCtybi8g/SK0YJ-kRYTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/IqTHcTi6__0/S220/images.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxppqPmrRf0/To8GsIlRhfI/AAAAAAAADYs/3I7uYgXLMFY/s72-c/300.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMGR3c-fyp7ImA9WhdUF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388692834907473539.post-7648857419295807540</id><published>2011-10-04T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T15:30:26.957+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-04T15:30:26.957+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ryan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>Faking it or real?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MwBkRoxtDzE/Toq1XJe3ifI/AAAAAAAADYk/1npo_5aA-yU/s1600/285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MwBkRoxtDzE/Toq1XJe3ifI/AAAAAAAADYk/1npo_5aA-yU/s490/285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659535291031456242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this photo of Ryan&lt;br /&gt;last week in his school's Family Day.&lt;br /&gt;He looks so convincing blowing the balloon.&lt;br /&gt;...NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-7648857419295807540?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Our paed had remarked about it when she was about 18 months.I tried to be optimistic about it and just wanted to give her time. But as she is getting older....although there is improvement in her speech...it is still slower than other kids her age. I know a lot of people tell me...its okay...so and so kid could only talk when he was 3...etc. Or I am over paranoid or over worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel that a mother can sense if there is some thing lacking in her child. And since now with professional help around, I rather just seek their advice since Ally is still young and let them assess her condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I requested for a young friendly faced therapist...as I know Ally is one girl who is TOTALLY not easy to warm up to strangers. So, when I met the therapist, Ms Chee...she was a cute young girl. She brought us to a small room. At first, Ally didn't want to go into the room...and I started worrying about how she is going to co-operate for this assessment. Eventually,I managed to get her in. With the help of my handphone of course!*roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took Ally about 15-20 minutes to finally warm up and start to play with the toys there. Throughout the session, Ms Chee was observing Ally and asking questions to her. Mostly showing the toys and asking Ally to name them. She named the broom 'toothbrush'!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slap forehead*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire session took almost one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speech therapist then told me...that from the assessment and evaluation....Ally's speech is about 5 months delayed. Meaning that her speech is at the stage of a 1 year 10 months child (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ally is 2 yrs 3 months&lt;/span&gt;). Then, I asked her...is that critical stage or okay in their standards? She said...normally about one year delay...then is considered critical. So, for Ally's stage..just have to monitor and she will give me some advice and tips on how to help her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also commented that I speak too much details to her. And that may confuse Ally. She advised me to speak simple words to her...and focus on just 2 words first...for e.g want book, keep toys, eat bread. And then build from there. I know that I have always tend to speak to Ally like an adult with no baby talk. Just like how we spoke to Ryan when he was young. But now, I guess due to Ally's inability to grasp words clearly...I have to speak slower and more simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't enough time as there was another part she needed to evaluate. So she asked me to come back for another session. I saw she ticked in the column 'complex'. I was quite surprised with the fee...RM280! But when she told me, the follow up session would not be charged...only if it exceeds the time...I felt better! Haha! No la...already expected that it would be around that amount. Anyway, if the tips that she gives would help Ally...it definitely would be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that I took Ally to see the speech therapist. I know she will eventually be able to talk smoothly and link her words. When..I don't know.But I won't rush her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-9098460655833561624?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The ads are always popping up in almost everyone's blog nowadays. So hard not to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I find it so addictive. It is fun scouting around for a good bargain. I am more interested in the restaurant offers and always look out for nice places to eat which is nearby. So far, I have bought 3 coupons but haven't used any yet. Two is for makan and one is for a one night stay in PD. Figured the kids just love water and sand...so saw the offer and quickly bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it can be rather dangerous too...like will spend and spend...just click and can get a good offer.I must make sure I use the offers and not just buy buy buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone had any negative experience purchasing these group coupons? I wonder whether if any quality or service will be compromised because of such a good offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also making me lose a bit of the momentum in blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tShqLHJjgfs/ToAhkVmEQLI/AAAAAAAADX8/rLPl836r_mo/s1600/P1070120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tShqLHJjgfs/ToAhkVmEQLI/AAAAAAAADX8/rLPl836r_mo/s490/P1070120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656558040133157042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ally in her new Angry Bird T from Bangkok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QA5TPnTb9Mg/ToAhlOoDnjI/AAAAAAAADYE/Fkp1oDcnVA0/s1600/P1070180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QA5TPnTb9Mg/ToAhlOoDnjI/AAAAAAAADYE/Fkp1oDcnVA0/s490/P1070180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656558055442325042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ryan at his School's Poetry Competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4wcaUW-XCjw/ToAjIUkd98I/AAAAAAAADYc/hG1qFkOwyYc/s1600/P1070244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4wcaUW-XCjw/ToAjIUkd98I/AAAAAAAADYc/hG1qFkOwyYc/s490/P1070244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656559757844936642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ryan sitting like an Ah Pek eating mooncake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQwE9hzE4Ac/ToAjId_UX6I/AAAAAAAADYU/xVbDgmecEHI/s1600/P1070235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQwE9hzE4Ac/ToAjId_UX6I/AAAAAAAADYU/xVbDgmecEHI/s490/P1070235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656559760373473186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kids enjoying their mooncake festival celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388692834907473539-3139949271647774653?l=leonalmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I would say I did enjoy myself to a certain extent. This would be the holiday planned for this year. So nothing much to look forward till Christmas. Any trip would have been exciting...a break from the daily mundane routine that we all normally face everyday.
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My only regret was not buying any stuff. Did not have any time nor could I go out to all those night markets. The rest went. But with a toddler and a diva 5 year old...very very susah too. Ryan hated to walk and would grimace and whine whenever we said we wanted to go out for shopping. Bangkok is a haven for shopping. Great for bargain hunting too. Just not so suitable for a 'family' trip. Lots of walking and people everywhere. If a single couple or older kids...probably easier to move around.
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First day was in Bangkok. Then for the next 2 days, we were in Pattaya. I liked that place much better than Bangkok. More spacious. More relaxing. More suitable for kids to run around. The sad thing..went to a beach tourist spot and didn't even step on the beach. I spent the time there stuck in the hotel.
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Then, we went back to Bangkok for the 4th day and flew off the next day. Sounds like many days there but it was very packed with activities. Will let the photos do the explaining.
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When we checked in to our hotel room in Bangkok...there was a '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;welcoming committee representative&lt;/span&gt;' waiting for us in the hotel toilet! A big black cockroach...the flying type...on the toilet wall! It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;!!!! My greatest enemy staring at me in the face! Luckily for MIL who was nearby and hearing me make so much noise, came to the rescue. Thankfully, FIL was kind enough to let us swap rooms with them! I know that if there is one cockroach, there will be more...
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I found the language barrier between the locals and us tourist could be rather frustrating at times. I do expect the locals who are working at hotels to speak some minimal English. But some don't understand anything at all. For eg. the receptionist at the hotel that we stayed in Pattaya. I think I had to ask for extra pillows 4 separate times finally before getting them.
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When we arrived at Bangkok Airport, there was a long long queue at the passport counters. Ally was getting restless and started to throw  a tantrum. Screaming uncontrollably and struggling as I was carrying her. An immigration official took us aside and away from the crowd and opened a new counter for us. Nice of him...or was it that we were violating the peace at the airport???
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I am not sure if it is just in Bangkok or the places that I went...but the toilets are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;odorless! I would think that with all those people and crowds at the tourist places that I went...the public toilets would be in a terrible state...but to my surprise...almost every toilet I used was clean and dry. The thing is the toilets were working well and no smell at all!!! It definitely put Malaysia to shame in that category. Malaysia public toilets are mostly in a terrible state!!!
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What can I say about my son??? He is an opportunist, an actor, a diva...throughout the trip, he really made my blood boil. From start to finish. There were good moments with him and I love him dearly. But the boy really knows how to be a wet blanket. When he doesn't want to do something that is against his liking...whine whine grimace grimace wail wail! And he knows that he is with such a big group of family, he will DEFINITELY get his way!!! Someone will scoop him up and the look he flashes back to us...like he has risen victorious over his parents! Ryan would refuse to walk...so he will be carried all the way...whether is walking in the streets....or walking at the mall....or walking at the zoo! I told hubby...next time wherever we go ...must bring a trolley and put him inside!
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Kinda of inspired by Thai food at the moment.Been digging out my old Thai cookbooks and looking through them since coming back. Thai cooking is definitely very flavorful and interesting. I love the taste of coriander or basil in their cooking. Pity it is spicy most of the time. I was pretty surprised by the amount of Bangkok street food available. Almost every street and every few meters,there would be a vendor selling food. Didn't dare to try though. Since Hubby just recovered from gastroenteritis before the trip.
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OK...here are some pictures for memories...
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Waiting to board the plane. I am hungry, Mummy!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Famous temple near the river. Sorry, don't know the name.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The family at the Tiger and Crocodile Show. Can you spot me?&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Farewell, Thailand.
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&lt;br /&gt;not going for the Thailand trip and seeing the money fly out the window
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&lt;br /&gt;going for the trip and enduring the emotional stress that I went through.
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&lt;br /&gt;I  would say I probably did have a good time only up to the part when  Ryan's fever suddenly came back on the 3rd day when we were in Pattaya.  Woke up and felt his body. It was warm all over. Fever was over 38  degrees celcius. Stucked a Voltaren supp and stayed with him at the  hotel while the entire group (27 altogether) went ahead with the planned  activities. It was quite a bummer. Nothing to do while Ryan played  Angry Bird the whole time...apart from napping. Everyone only returned  back after 9pm.
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&lt;br /&gt;So, Ryan's fever lasted for almost 2 days.Then he was OK. Cough and cold persisted.
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&lt;br /&gt;Then,  it was Ally's turn. She was a happy tantrumy toddler throughout the  trip. Until the day before we were suppose to go back to Malaysia. We  were traveling on the bus back to Bangkok from Pattaya and she felt hot.  Took her temperature and it was 37.9 degrees celcius. OK...not too  high. Gave her paracetamol. But starting from then, her fever would NOT  subside and continued to climb to above 38 degrees Celcius. It just  won't go away. Up until I had to alternate between paracetamol and  ibuprofen every 3 hours...but the fever still persisted. Even with  Voltaren 12.5mg supp...the fever managed to go down just for 2 hours  ..then it would spike up to 38 degrees celcius or more again. The entire  night, hubby and I were taking turns to sponge the poor girl and  checking on her temp. The next morning...the day we were suppose to fly  back to Malaysia at 3pm...Ally was weak and I was worried about all the  fever medication that I have been administering to her within 12 hours. I  was also worried about her condition while we were waiting at the  airport and how to get medical attention there. So, made the decision to  take her to a private hospital (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bumrungrad International Hospital&lt;/span&gt;)  in Bangkok early in the morning and let the child specialist have a  look at her. After paying 500 Baht for a taxi to take us back and forth,  we got there within 15 minutes. The staff there was very helpful and  friendly. I was very impressed with the place and the service. The  pediatrician examined Ally and said everything was fine. Only her throat  looked red and prescribed her Augmentin. Total bill was about RM190.
&lt;br /&gt;They gave her sponging as her fever was 38.4 degrees Celcius and a dose of paracetamol.
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&lt;br /&gt;So,  we would think that having taken Augmentin...and being checked by the  doctor...our fears would be rested right? I was relieved and didn't want  to stress to much after that. We continued packing once back in the  hotel and proceeded to the airport. Got on the plane...which was almost  an hour delayed. Before leaving the hotel, Ally's fever spiked again.  Gave her Voltaren supp. In the plane, her fever spiked again. Gave her  paracetamol. When we landed back in Malaysia around 8pm.. after reaching  my MIL house in Seremban, I checked Ally's temperature again. And I got  a panic attack when I saw 40 degrees Celcius!!! We quickly sponged her,  stuck a Voltaren supp ( that was the 3rd dose that day already- max  dose) and start to worry what to do. It was Hari Raya night and it was  10pm already. I was only worried how to get through the night. It was  either Columbia Asia in Seremban or drive back to Sunway Hospital.
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&lt;br /&gt;So,  straight away, we packed all her things (and mine)...and headed  straight to Sunway. Arrived at midnight and went to the A&amp;amp;E. It took  about an hour to get all the admission work done. And at 1am, poor  little girl was in the room. And that time, her fever had gone down.  Hubby went back home and I stayed with her. I felt relieved that we were  in safe hands. After about 30 minutes, Ally began to shiver  uncontrollably. Almost every 15 seconds. I panicked. I called the nurse.  She checked her temp. Still normal. They said it is normal when the  fever is about to come. 15 minutes later...her fever shot to 39.4  degrees Celcius! I panicked more. She was shivering and not attentive  anymore. Ally wouldn't respond to me when I slapped her face or called  her name. I pressed the nurse button and asked the nurse to do  something. They brought a machine to check her oxygen level in her  brain...thank God it was in the normal range. I continued to rub her  chest and her feet to keep her warm. The nurse gave paracetamol syrup  but Ally vomited it all out. After checking with the pediatrician, she  gave another dose of Voltaren supp. By 4am,her fever went down and her  shivering stopped. What a relief. I cried and cried during that time...I  was frantic and felt so scared for Ally.
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&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, blood test  showed that the Mycoplasma level in Ally's blood was high. She was given  2 antibiotics and was discharged 2 days later on Thursday.  Augmentin(Co-amoxiclav) would not work with mycoplasma.Want to read more  about Mycoplasma infection, you can click &lt;a href="http://www.netdoctor.co.uk/diseases/facts/mycoplasma.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Hospital bill was almost RM2000 plus but with insurance, I paid close  to RM400. Now Ally has to continue with another 5 days Klacid.
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&lt;br /&gt;So,  that is the story, my friends...if you managed to read this far. Sorry.  Very long winded. I just want to record this episode. Pre, during and  post holidays...all filled with health adventures. Not holiday memories!  haha! After this , I told hubby, just go for local holidays la. At  least on local soil...not so much expectations and planning.
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&lt;br /&gt;hubby is at the Sunway Medical Hospital with Ryan....waiting to see the doctor.
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&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether it has happened to you...but for me...I kind of believe it now. The power of the mind. The power of fear. Negative thoughts emit negative energy.
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&lt;br /&gt;As you know we are suppose to go to Thailand. This Friday in fact. But since last week, almost every day ...some unexpected turn for our health will occur.
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&lt;br /&gt;First..last &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, Ryan started vomiting after eating his yogurt and banana. Turned out to be food poisoning and wind. It stopped by Thursday.
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&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; night, Ally started getting a high temperature. With paracetamol, the fever still persisted. Turned out to be a throat infection and was administered Augmentin on Friday. But she developed severe diarrhoea from the Augmentin and had to be stopped after 2 days.
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&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;...thought everything was fine. Looking forward to trip. Went to eat steamboat at a new restaurant near my area.
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&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;...hubby comes home early from work. I see the gate opening at 1pm...and I am thinking..."Uh-oh!" Turned  out, he was having fever and purging since morning. Then, later in the afternoon just about for me to pick Ryan up from school, his teacher calls and asks me to come soon as Ryan has been complaining of dizziness. My heart drops. I pick him up and he is running a temperature too. No other symptoms.I give him paracetamol and his fever goes away.
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&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, Ryan starts coughing! Oh man!....
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&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is weak and can't go to work. So he rests for another day. Ryan's fever comes and go whenever the medication wears off.  Took Ryan to GP...and he couldn't find anything wrong with Ryan that would cause the fever. He said maybe he got the bug from hubby.
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&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;(today)...hubby needed to go to work after 2 days on MC. I was on duty today. I couldn't not go to work today. I wake up at 6am to check Ryan. He has a temp of over 38 degrees celcius. Stick a Voltaren supp in his buntut. Same time, hubby stomach gives a turn again. Oh man! So...I told hubby better take Ryan to Sunway A&amp;amp;E and see what the doctor there says.
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&lt;br /&gt;At the rate things are moving...I don't think we will be going for our trip. There goes all the moo-lah out the window. I am sad that all this had to happen right before the trip. One month before this trip, I was all excited and thinking that we better &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; be sick! And that...it has been some time since the kids and hubby had some sick spell. Since May actually. What frustrates me is more that almost everyday, something new unfolds.
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&lt;br /&gt;Well, as for me...been bloated and gassy since Monday too.
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&lt;br /&gt;Got to get ready for work now.
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&lt;br /&gt;Still keeping my fingers crossed.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ps: Hubs just called. Doc says Ryan has throat infection (why din the GP see that yesterday???) and gave him Zithromax. For hubby...doc also prescribed antibiotics which the GP also refused to give yesterday. One more day to recuperate. &lt;/span&gt;
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