(for the past 3 semesters i always stay on in Singapore for some time, like dragging at least one week)
The process was a hectic one, cuz I ended my final exams quite late (mid of the second week of exam weeks, many students have already finished their papers and gone for holidays)
Clearing up things from hostel back to aunt's house in 2 days, and went home on Mother's Day
Apparently all of us, mum&dad&I were so tired that day (mum settling her business, dad doing school stuffs plus me just reached from a long bus ride) so we didn't go for a proper celebration dinner, but wells, they said they are happy enough to see me back home
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| but i still had a small treat of our own homegrown (chilled) jackfruit!!! tasted so nice!!! This is the last indulgence for me before the torture of my wisdom tooth surgery... :( |
(had the famous beef noodles at Rainbow City near Samtet Primary School)
These were all the good things before my nightmare began....
12 May, as scheduled, I went to the Oral and Maxillofacial Surgery Dept in Ipoh General Hospital for my wisdom tooth surgery
It was a horrible experience for me (although the dentist assured me that it was a minor surgery)
The procedure was long (about 30mins), all the sounds from the tools were eerie
Although I am not strange to the dental chair, but still my body tensed up and I even clenched my fists for most of the time lying on the chair
What's worse was that my nerves have gotten resistance to the anesthesia, and the dentist had to give me two more jabs to numb my pain
Even with anesthesia, the moment when they scrapped your bone, cut your teeth into halves and the root being dug out (crrkkk....imagine a huge tree root being dug out and the sound effect often played in movies), the feelings were those that you don't wanna try them again
I cried after the surgery (shocked the doctors)
not for the physical pain but the discomforts from the procedure and inexplicable emotional distress for losing my teeth
The healing process was worse...
My face was swollen for 4 days at least, can't chew food nor eat properly (can only use one side of your jaw), can't brush my teeth properly, the jaw at the surgery side was tensed up for 2weeks+
Besides, since the bones were cut and scrapped, it required longer time to heal
(even now writing the blog is 3 weeks after but the site is still not fully recovered yet)
1 week after the surgery for the follow-up visit and suture removal
The dentist found a slit at the site and thought it would be better to stitch it up to prevent infection
(another 2 stitches)
Got another jab of anesthesia (and later add on another jab cuz I feel the pain, guess my resistance level had gone up)
What's worse? My phone died and had to buy a new one cuz repairing was too much for its value
During the two weeks,
didn't really rest well as my UROPS is still ongoing and I need to keep my work going to revise my setup for data collection
Been going to places to buy materials, spent time preparing models (luckily mum was helpful enough to attach some scrub pads on the wires for me), setting out the models in the field, and observations
After all these works but still
Not getting results that I hypothesized....What could be the problem???
So I noted down what I did and what happened to bring back for consultation...
Ah right...
This post is not just for ranting and talking about what I have done during the 2 weeks in Ipoh
but also....bits of my feeling back there
Seriously feel that Ipoh is becoming an aging town
with all of us (younger generations) moving out to further study or work (a.k.a. chasing dreams or 揾食 or cari makan)
and only be back for holiday, catch up with parents, visiting relatives and occasionally (if our schedules fit) gathering with high school friends
Ever since I left my hometown, every time when I come back I will have the sense of 惆怅 (the nearest English word would be melancholy I guess)
For all the scenes becoming 物是人非， or sometimes even the scenes becoming different and so unfamiliar with what I was used to
All the relatives (aunts and uncles) and especially my parents getting older
(feel bitter whenever I think of this when I see them)
the warm flow gratitude with a sense of owing to my parents rises when my father fetch me, my mum preparing meals for me even though they were so tired whenever I go home
And that day, my mum insisted bringing me to visit the aunt who is under depression
Seeing her in the sullen mood, my heart aches, with no improvement, only deterioration of her condition
I wouldn't want to comment much about her case but,
it's largely due to family relationships.....I pray for them to reconcile.....
Going back to school to visit my former teachers, same scenes, some teachers whom I know left their jobs, some teacher who taught me previously getting old/getting promoted, some new teachers whom I couldn't name
Most of the juniors with whom I am close to have graduated, leaving those faces seeing me as a stranger
Ah saying of junior...
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| Feels good to meet you on the train XiaoTong!!! It's been a long time since we last chatted for so long...All the best for your journey in Law!!! |
Oh kays!!! not too much sadness in the post
something positive
saying about what's good in Ipoh
generally food quality (especially white coffee!!!) is maintained and I wasn't disappointed for the 2 weeks stay in Ipoh eating mostly outside food (mum was too tired to cook for every meal)
and I found that everytime when I go home, my acnes and skin problem will automatically disappear
(although I didn't care as much, like using cleanser during every shower, and I didn't apply any medication that I do in Singapore)
I really want to attribute this to our good water quality haha!!!
(although my other friends said that it might be due to pressure-free back at home)
So much back at home......after this two weeks would be the UKM trip for the 1st Asian Undergraduate Summit organized by NUS University Scholars Club!!!
Wanna know what happened?
STAY TUNED!!!
