Law Abiding Citizen

Noa had fallen and dislocated her left hind joint...

Breaks my heart as she howled in pain...

Breaks my soul when the option of
(1) putting her under for a long surgery...
(2) or under enough anesthesia to pop it back in place...
(3) or leave her be so her dislocated joint will have to bear a long process of pain to fit in its off-position in which she'll end up having an awkward leg to move around or snuggle herself in...

Problem with (1), there's a high risk of putting a dog her age under g.a. It compromises her organs and she might not wake. It will be a long tedious surgery.

Problem with (2), as with (1), except she'll be under for like an hour or so. The vet also emphasized that this option has the highest failure rate. Her bones are getting old and her socket is shallow. Which means, it may pop out of position again. We could repeat this process many times, which means the risk when she goes under every time.

Problem with (3), we find it hard to deal with the fact that she will be in pain until she gets used to the fact that her joint will never be in position ever again.

We needed an option that fixes her pain fast. She couldn't stand and cries when she tried to move. So we decided on (2). Put her leg back into position, and thus, began our prayers.

Tears of relief when I got the call from the hospital and said that Noa is up and we can pick her up.

It's only been 10 hours since we brought her home. She's restless, but doing well. Bet she feels real awkward with her fixed leg bound. She's not allowed to move it for awhile.

She's being so brave for us and we're so proud of her.

What I didn't appreciate was the condescending condolences.

We REALIZED Noa cannot be allowed to jump anymore. No couch. No bed. No curbs.

We DEFINITELY will not let her go up on the shoe cabinet (where she must have fallen from) no more. She loves the spot. She'd sit on top and look out the window. Many times she'll get up there, sit and watch the world go by or cats roaming about.

We beat ourselves up enough for this to even happen, so OBVIOUSLY, having her joint dislocated is a "well received" wake up call.

We're not clueless.

So if you haven't got anything nice to say, just shut up and pray.

He's Just Not That Into You / Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows Part 1 / My Thinking Space

What is your current profession and how did you choose your career path (where did you study, learn, become inspired)?
I'm a housewife, for about 4 months now. It was a difficult decision, coming from a feminist working era, in this country at least. Almost everyone I know of my age are out there making a namesake for themselves. Earning the bucks. I have not had the smoothest career path I must say. But I did enjoy some of those times clocking in 9 to 6, waitressing, zookeeping, show presenting, vet assisting, teaching, hospitality marketing.

I graduated with a Diploma in a major I did not learn to appreciate at all. I didn't have the brains for it and I'm fine with that.

I learn mainly from life experiences. The heart breaks, the politics, the passion for certain details, music, movies, people I've crossed paths with.

My husband inspires me. He's smart, geeky and has a very high tolerance for my sometimes dramatic idealism/fascism. He is currently pursuing his PHD and we have Noa, a Shiba Inu. We love her so much but she's been having this skin problems that doesn't seem to be going away as quickly as we would like it to be. I couldn't handle work (from my last job) because I was worrying endlessly about her condition (she would scratch and bite herself sore, add on political issues at work) and I'm extremely anal about having things done a certain way at home. Things were just getting too much to handle so I decided to let one thing go; my job. And now I focus on taking care of the house, the husband and Noa. It's been working out. I'm reading more. Gaining perspectives, always a good thing.

Where did you grow up? How did it influence who you are today?
I grew up here in Singapore, born Malaysian. I get to see how living on both sides of the counties is like. I must say, I am luckier than I thought. I got the better part of education (more like advanced than better I'd say) and security here. I get to live a stress free life when I visit my relatives back in Malaysia, where the farm animals roam and people leading a slower pace. But I'd much rather a more open space where there's no shoving, no lousy public behaviors, dog friendly, nature loving place. Coming from where I am, I've learned to appreciate all those things when the universe presents it. Even in this small, uptight country.

What are you passionate about?
Photography, playing house mistress, learning the world, the urge to psycho analyse people.

What was the last thing that made you laugh?
My geeky husband.

Why have you chosen this as your thinking space?
There's always all sorts of thoughts going through in my mind and sometimes, it's better left unsaid, and blog.

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo / Greenzone / Ghost Town

After seeing how life can be a lot worst, I feel like the smallest person on Earth. Especially right before that, I was just bitching away about some petty shit. The same old crap which I should already have put it behind me.

As if fighting politically isn't enough. I may have just finally put the pettiness to rest. I'll probably regress. I'm just gonna have to remember to tell myself that there are bigger problems out there. Real huge.

People being used as pawns in their political games (gains) is just sick. That's on a bigger scale, like governing. Going to war and stuff.

On a smaller scale, I know the only reason why some families are civilize with each other, because they NEED each other. Always having a 'gracious' excuse at the back of their plotting minds. Always with the family ties for any obligations. The guilt trips. Vicious.

Oh look at me regressing already.

For goodness's sake, can be a pretty convenient of an excuse.

'Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile.' - Albert Einstein

I just prayed for all whom I love and loves me.

Due Date / Zombieland

Yea the geeky charm's still got it's thing on me...

AND I so love the gay thing that people do. It's just so dramatic and fun!

And I THINK... I think... I'm learning the tricks of being all... zen. Well except for a recent after-funeral trip which tripped the mother in law out for abit. And the eye-balling of an excuse of the funeral trip. Ok not quite zen there but I'm always gonna be working on it.

Paranormal Activity 2 / Social Network

The dreaded wedding is over. I must have said that (out loud or not) so many times because I'm starting to get on my own nerves. So I made a silent promise to myself and the husband that I shall not bad mouth about it anymore. They shall not exist.

I am however very excited about the sister's wedding this weekend. The relatives will be arriving in a couple of days. Excite excite.

And I like geeks.