Mental Notes

I recall those days when I was much younger than now and thinking that cartoons will always be for me.  I even said to myself before that I will never prefer the shows adult watch over my favorite cartoons.  I guess I was wrong because I evolved. There was a change of preference in terms of the what I wanted to see or hear on TV.  I got over  my pretend phase.  Well, not really.  Watching actors on a show doesn't get me out of that zone.  I still like the life I don't lead.  Somehow, the real people seem better to watch than those whom I am used to.  I began watching TV shows that my dad watches.  I find them more exciting and the cartoons a bit of a bore. I was addicted to TV.  But these days, not so much.  Maybe because of lack of time.  I try to catch the news. And that was it.  However, when I was younger, I really spent the whole day in front of the television, even forgetting my daily chores and self-care (w...

No work day today.  Staycation for me.  Spent the whole day with Via and Papa.  Refused the invite to go over to her Lola's house.  The last time we were there, we had to get a taxi because no one (particularly my dad) to send us back here for reason that he might see my life partner again. This morning, I saw on Twitter the news that an earthquake with a magnitude of 7.2 hit Cebu and several other areas in Visayas.  This country once again experience another calamity. A few weeks ago, Zamboanga had destructive floods.  And weeks before that, there was a declaration of war in that same area. It was supposed to be local election day today.  The candidates probably should do something if they want to stand out in times of distress.

Well, not that far away.  I'm just here in the hospital, roughly 20minute drive from home... if I was riding my own car or a cab - an hour away if by jeepney.  The whole department is in Heart Center attending the Scientific Meeting and the rest of Manila is at home watching the college basketball championship.  And I am here, alone in the quarters transferring files from my phone to this netbook. It's better this way than being in the ultrasound room scanning patients.  I've done six of them this morning.  I'm planning to study right now but instead, opted to write while downloading.  Thank God for the internet and the new netbook.  For the first time, I've brought it here to work but not for work. If I'm really grateful, I'd put to good use and study or make my report today. I'm in the senior's bed, by the way.  That just means, I'm a bit of a lazy boss today.  Not helping the juniors in anyway.  It's their year to shine anyway. ...

Spent a night here in Pasay, Manila at Solaire (Resort and Casino) and realized that this is a bustling place in spite of being so far away from the rest of busy, crowded Manila. My parents have a penchant for gambling, particularly the slot machine.  My only objection was that everywhere here is a smoking area.  And being a nonsmoker that I am, I despise the stench of cigarette. I don't want my parents to inhale the smoke.  I believe it really is bad for the health. I have gambled before.  Last night, my parents called up our hotel room telling me that I would just have to call her on her phone if me and my brother (who was staying with Via and me in this room ... along with Nanny Vangie) wanted decided to join them downstairs.  She was willing to give us money last night.  My brother and I both said, No, thank you. I realized long before that it was really a big waste of money.  But of course, with my parents, if they enjoy it, they could do it...

Woke up very early today so that my daughter and I could leave early and join her grandparents for one whole day of yabadoo fun leaving her father home alone.  I knew all along that I wouldn't be able to complete any reading backlogs today but I was still hoping for a miracle. I am way behind at work. Work entails a lot of reading. If only they make us read books that I want to read. Feeling hopeless.

I was doing ultrasound on a 65-year old man awhile ago.  When it was my senior's turn to scan the patient, I sat down on the bench to take a break.  The patient's wife started conversing with me. Beforehand, I thought she was the mother of the patient because she had her hair almost completely gray in comparison to that of the patient.  But the patient was already old himself so I kind of presumed she was an older sister.  Later, I found out that she was more than ten years older than her husband. She was kind of telling me about her family.  I found out a couple of things. She was from a prominent Chinese family .  I couldn't tell because she was wearing her clothes like any ordinary person in the streets with her worn, simpleton clothes and even overused slip-ons. I couldn't have mistaken her coming from a well-to-do family.  However, she attested that she was related to the owners of Goldilocks and (now, non-existent) Joni's bakeshop, a husba...

Five years before I "met" my husband, I took a couple of tennis lessons from him.  He was also starting to be a tennis instructor back then.  We didn't make any good impression on each other because we didn't really end up together during that time. Five years later, when we were both "with" other people, we finally got together.  (No guilt here) We were about to marry those other people that same year when we met.  There was no intention to change our minds about our upcoming marriage to other people.  No intention even to change our hearts about it.  But, I guess, God has different plans for ALL FOUR OF US.  And I am very thankful that we met again JUST IN TIME. We didn't even slow down.  We charged to this head on.  I'm very thankful that this was not a big mistake.  In fact, it was the best decision for me - to take this adventure with him.  Truly, being with him has been very fulfilling.