Email from: Wynnii Lu
Subject: Allah Took a Detour
To: Lazar P
The postcard arrived! :)
Allah took a detour to Thailand (with the sun, sand, sexy bikini-clad babes on the beaches, I don't blame him) and he eventually found his way to the best country in the world! I knew putting your faith in Allah would pay off. ;)
A 3am visit to the hospital and awakening my doctor from her beauty sleep meant I've been placed under house arrest again! :(
If you must have the details, there was a pool of blood and I was lying in it. I was in dreamland and thinking I was getting my beauty sleep but who knew it turned out to be a nightmare in the end. Boo!
I have a feeling doc was on the same page with me about our beauty sleep being disturbed - and it's not a good feeling. I bet putting me under house arrest is her way of getting back at me.
Update: Three weeks of house arrest! She must really love her beauty sleep!
Happy birthday to the best guy friend who has been missing in action and unheard of for many weeks, months! I stopped short of saying years.
Given that I have the monumental task of organising your birthday party this year and the guys won't allow me to bring you to have Spanish tapas to relish the past (they still don't buy it that we were never a couple... such friends you have... but, I digress), I shall bring you to have authentic Singaporean food.
I hope you would enjoy the planned dinner of hokkien mee, satay, char kway teow, stingray, sambal kang kong and tiger beer at Lau Pa Sat on Saturday! Well, I know I would, so you'd better to. ;)
Happy birthday once again and stay young forever! Or die trying.
Sometimes, I'd reread all the conversations we have over gchat, email, text, skype, you get the drift... Then I chuckled from time to time about the silly things we talked, debated, negotiated, discussed, bickered, descant and fought over. The fond and discontented memories came rushing back and one can only admit how time has truly passed us by. These are now just but memories in the digital realm.
And by that calculation, I should have watched 15833.33 hours of tv. Ahhhhhh!! I have been missing out on great shows and cultural references too! Thank goodness I have this week of house arrest to catch up. Time to indulge in trashy tv shows, namely, Mad Men, New Girl, 2 Broke Girls, Body of Proof, Gossip Girl, Happy Endings, Whitney, Covert Affairs!
Bigger AHHHHHH! I just revealed my age to you! You wished! ;)
At 4pm exactly, the phone rang unexpected, displaying a familiar name across its screen. He almost never rings me during the day. Like a cheshire cat, a smile spread across my face and the 11 minutes and 22 second phone call made my day. A good start to the house arrest, I tell you. :)
I don't like you to drive long distances too. I get worried when you don't arrive at the scheduled time. My mind goes wondering and the worst possible scenarios play tricks on me. An multiple car accident, a toppled crane, a fallen tree? And there you would be lying in a pool of blood without anyone notifying me. Yes, quite the vivid imagination. Yes, you misunderstood me.
Another visit to the hospital, another trip to the OR, another procedure under the knife, another overnight stay at Thomson Medical Center and I have been placed under house arrest. Doctor's order was "I do not want you to walk too much or perform any strenuous tasks. I would advise you not to leave the house for a week. I have given you something to prevent bleeding. If the bleeding starts though, it's difficult to know when it will stop or how much it will be. Best to just lie in bed and rest at least one week. Even better if you can rest at home for three weeks so you can heal faster."
I didn't lie when I said I have been placed under house arrest. No pun intended.
PS: This time round, doc gave me an injection that knocked me out in less than 10 seconds, which explained why I am not able to describe the gruesome procedure in detail to you, unlike previously. I faintly recalled being woken up after the procedure, and having the sense to ask to see what the doctor had removed from me - a piece of flesh that was about the size of one joint on my pinky and its dark colouration didn't looked too pleasing. The doc confirmed this ridiculous act of mine when she was on her round a couple of hours after. I guess I should be happy that I still possessed my warped sense of humour in my drugged state. ;)