Welcome Aboard!!! Adam First Birthday..

A year ago, I remembered I was pacing along the corridor of the labour ward, waiting for a colleague to come after rounds to help scan me. I was 38weeks pregnant at that time. I was embracing myself to being induced that day. Minus the excruciating details of my abit- staged screams *ahem*,  a final whimper followed by a relieving push, before I heard him. His first cry... There he was, my Adam. My loud-and- strong Adam, screamed of what-the-hell-took-you-so-long, filled the labour ward and thus signalling the start of me being a mother of two *sniffles*.

All about the eye love you

Not many people know about the eye.
They know about the cataract, heard about the glaucoma and subconjunctival haemorrhage and that is about it. The end point to an eye disease is... well... blindness. And that is about it. Nobody dies from an eye disease, medically.

Even those who are in the medical field, they don't know a lot about eye. Those who think you know, no.... No! You don't know anything! I am in ophthalmology department for *wow!* 4 years and I still don't know all about it. 😭The more I read, the more I feel like I don't know anything at all! Sometimes I feel like leaving the books untouched, just so my confidence won't falter that much... 😐

In Memory

I remember how we used to sing ‘Cai Sen Dao’ on top of our lungs, screaming around the town.
I remember how we chased the moon and had moonlight picnic.
I remember how the wind whispered by the helmet, sang for us.
I remember how the rain danced with you, for you.
I remember the trickling tears of joy.
I remember that plastic blue rose.
I remember many things. Fond things.
They are still etched to my memories.

People said we were mismatched. 
But people do not know the many things.
I wish for many things. 
But most of all, I wish I was a better friend.
I wish I could say sorry to you again.

Always this time of year.
Always in my dreams, you were smiling.
In that yellow shirt by the waterslide.
Maybe you have lived beyond that. 
Maybe it faded away with the footprints.

Years will come and go. 
I hope it will be better.
I hope I will feel better.
Thinking of you, and the smile.

I hope you are happy.
Wherever you are, however you are.

You will always be in my memory.
Always.