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ummie dont even remember my burfday. she had a ticker to remind her. duh.. she is just plain lousy with dates...
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so how did ummie celebrate my special day?
with my VACCINATION!!!
my ummie is a sadist. god have mercy on me...
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i have been playing up my flu to postpone my vac everytime the date approaches. i got cough, running nose andflame phlegm going for me. i got my drugs back to my schedule. but this time she got me. as long as there is no fever the vac goes on. it's waaay overdue. haiz.. all my hard work at getting sick.
its my third jab. then the doc said the next one would be after my 1st birthday! hurray...
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they are cluless as to why i got sick frequently.. heehee.. they suspect the cat. i may have allergies. but ummie was down with flu again. she got herself excused from work this whole week! so they concluded i am just too sensitive. weak antibodies? well only i know why. now that i know the next jab will be next year. i guess no more doctors then. at least not on purpose. heh...
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physical check shows i am too light. my weight has been steady since i was six month old!. it may be a cause for concern. if i dont buck up in 2 months time i gotta see the specialist. may be due to some slack in 'em growing hormones. i like that word specialist.. it means i'm special...
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so ummie got all kanchong and prepared me some potato puree. my very First dinner. she placed me in a different throne. it's grandier and higher than the previous one. i look like a mouse in it..
so in goes the first spoonful of potato and milk puree. my face went all funny and twisted. i never open my mouth for the 2nd serving. it tastes bleagh.. then i got all sick and threw up... a lot..
ummie never give up. she cleaned me up with new clothes and diapers all. placed me in the throne again. this time is she doused the mixture with cereal. yes.. that's more like it. it's not great tasting but it'll do...
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then abah came home. he is very sympathtic not like ummie. he will ask me 'was it painful' 'where did it hurt' 'brave girl'... awww... my abah.
then out of the blue he mock me. ummie told him bout my featherweight issue. he started to call me names... 'BONCIT UNDERWEIGHT' 'oncit underweight eh?'.... pfft.. thanx abah...
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what a day...
missyE
ummie dont even remember my burfday. she had a ticker to remind her. duh.. she is just plain lousy with dates...
.
so how did ummie celebrate my special day?
with my VACCINATION!!!
my ummie is a sadist. god have mercy on me...
.
i have been playing up my flu to postpone my vac everytime the date approaches. i got cough, running nose and
its my third jab. then the doc said the next one would be after my 1st birthday! hurray...
.
they are cluless as to why i got sick frequently.. heehee.. they suspect the cat. i may have allergies. but ummie was down with flu again. she got herself excused from work this whole week! so they concluded i am just too sensitive. weak antibodies? well only i know why. now that i know the next jab will be next year. i guess no more doctors then. at least not on purpose. heh...
.
physical check shows i am too light. my weight has been steady since i was six month old!. it may be a cause for concern. if i dont buck up in 2 months time i gotta see the specialist. may be due to some slack in 'em growing hormones. i like that word specialist.. it means i'm special...
.
so ummie got all kanchong and prepared me some potato puree. my very First dinner. she placed me in a different throne. it's grandier and higher than the previous one. i look like a mouse in it..
so in goes the first spoonful of potato and milk puree. my face went all funny and twisted. i never open my mouth for the 2nd serving. it tastes bleagh.. then i got all sick and threw up... a lot..
ummie never give up. she cleaned me up with new clothes and diapers all. placed me in the throne again. this time is she doused the mixture with cereal. yes.. that's more like it. it's not great tasting but it'll do...
.
then abah came home. he is very sympathtic not like ummie. he will ask me 'was it painful' 'where did it hurt' 'brave girl'... awww... my abah.
then out of the blue he mock me. ummie told him bout my featherweight issue. he started to call me names... 'BONCIT UNDERWEIGHT' 'oncit underweight eh?'.... pfft.. thanx abah...
.
what a day...
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