There was a blind girl who hated herself because she’s blind.

Longing…for something that you’ll never have
Hoping…for anything that will never happen
Dreaming…for an impossibility
Reaching…for a hand of somebody

Scarry are the nights so lonely
Teary are the eyes so misty
Heavy is the heart of a fool
Getting sentimental, you’re so cruel.

MBP
25 May ‘02

GOD has perfect plan for our lives,

to walk by FAITH

and not by SIGHT…

LOVE is the sweetest affection

inspired by the eyes

spoken by the lips

dedicated by the heart

transmitted to the soul

and….

proven in BED ….

I went back to my dental surgeon today for check-up. Still looking so fat as if i gained 5 kilos all gathered and stored inside my left cheek, i bravely marched inside the house of horrors. In fairness to them, the doctor and the staff were really pretty nice and consoling… well, that’s the least they can do after torturing me, hmmp! It didn’t even take the doctor five minutes to look inside my mouth to glorify his creation (he created a hole inside my gums, remember?). He gave me that close up smile and told me “everything looks well, you may now take out the plastic denture shield”. Hurrah, i’m healed!!…but how about the thread from the stitches? “They need to stay there for another week, come back on May 8 and i’ll pull it out”, he continued. Oh man, i thought that was it. I thought that was my last visit there.

After leaving the clinic, i hurriedly called my office to inform them that the doctor wrote me sick until wednesday. Of course my boss wasn’t amused especially because i was the third sick call on that day he told me. But what can i do? If i haven’t got the swollen face, i would have worked even with the plastic shield in my mouth. Absence isn’t really my kind of tea, only a grave reason that make it impossible for me to report to duty will hinder me to go to work.

The first thing i did when i came home was to take out the annoying denture shield from my mouth. Ooh, what a relief ! But then… hey i feel something with my tongue?! Nge! It was the thread hanging from my gums and i can still taste the fresh wound. No way! I rather be irritated with that shield than always having the fear the thread might get tangled with any food intake i will have. Hu hu hu, the suffering isn’t over yet. After brushing and rinsing it, i put it back again in my poor mouth. I took the last antibiotics tonight, maybe tomorrow when i wake up, the wound is drier and the swell is gone and i could finally pull off that thing from my mouth who is already crying for freedom (hopefully, sigh!). Then i can look at the mirror again to say…good morning beautiful !!

TAWA 1

Ano ang pagkakaiba ng demonyo sa bading?

Ang demonyo…….

DIABLO

Ang bading……

BLODIAB….!! nyahahaha !!

TAWA 2

Ano ang pagkakaiba ng paghalik sa maganda at panget na girl?

Sa maganda,
torrid kiss sa lips, sabay lamutak sa boobs !

Sa panget,
torrid kiss sa boobs, sabay lamutak sa mukha !!

TAWA 3

Kakaasar! Bad trip! Sumali ako dun sa pa-raffle ng SURF, yun fill-in the blanks :

BUHAY AY NAGKAKAROON NG KU____.

KULAY pala sagot, akala ko kase

KULOR !!

TAWA 4

ANAK: nahihilo ako

INA: gutom lang yan

ANAK: nasusuka ako

INA: sinisikmura ka lang

ANAK: mom, buntis yata ako !

INA: di ka ba titigil ? pipilipitin ko bayag mo !!

This is german saying which means that bad luck or unfortune is seldom once. I can vouch that for myself because i haven’t recovered from my mild heart attack yet, now comes the next dilemna. I had a root canal treatment last January. When i came home from the dentist, it felt very uncomfortable. First i thought it was just normal because the wound inside was still fresh. The pain was bearable though, so i didn’t bother to go back to the dentist hoping it will eventually heal. When i was on vacation in the Philippines last February-March, there was a prickling feeling inside of the tooth and when i put a liitle finger pressure on my left cheek, there was already this uncomfortable pain. As soon as i came back to Germany, i returned to my dentist and complained about it. He made the necessary check and x-rayed the tooth in question. He found out that there was an infection inside the root canal. He referred me at once to a dental surgeon because the treatment was already beyond his capacity he said, for the infection is in the gums including the bones! So, there i marched to the next specialist. In a calm voice, he explained to me that a dental operation would be necessary to get through the infected area, which means he is going to drill into my gums including the bones so that he could penetrate in the problem area. No, i didn’t panic. I keep telling to myself that i am in good hands and such thing is just routine for them. The first schedule we made for the op didn’t push through because of my hospitalization. After two weeks, that was actually yesterday, i was set for op. My blood pressure is still very unstable but i don’t want to postpone the op again, so even if my bp measured 170/120 at that time, i bravely faced my savior (?). I was glad Gina was there, a pinay friend of mine who is working as a dental assistant in that clinic. She assured me that everything is going to be alright, then we chatted about other things to the divert my mind to the upcoming slaughter. The whole process was not even 30 minutes, but mind you, i could still feel how my whole skull vibrated every time he drilled through my bones! The wound was full of fester they said. The op was successful, i’m still alive, but the aftermath of that…after the anesthesia was gone… my goodness, i can’t explain how painful! My left cheek is now swollen, and the artificial dentures that i have to wear to protect my gums annoys me at most. It bothers me so much that i couldn’t even sleep and eat. This one affects me more than my heart attack.

I hope that would be the last “unglueck” that will happen to me. I am taking the prescribed medicines regiously… antibiotics, pain reliever, hypertension tablets etc … all in all 7 tablets a day. Hayyy.. ! Anyway, everytime i’m very uncontented with my day, i always think of the passage in the book of Og Mandino “The Greatest Salesman in the World” where it says, THIS TOO SHALL PASS..!!

LAFF 1

DYING HUSBAND : I have something to tell you.

WIFE: Don’t speak, just rest.

HUSBAND: No, i must confess. I had sex with your sis & your best friend.

WIFE: Shhh….i know….that’s why i poisoned you !

LAFF 2

SONGS OF MARRIED COUPLES

1st NIGHT: aray naku !

1-5 YEARS: araw-araw gabi-gabi

6-15 YEARS: paminsan-minsan

16-25 YEARS: sana kahit minsan

26-49 YEARS: gaano kadalas ang minsan?

50 UP: maalaala mo kaya?

LAFF 3

DOCTOR: You look terribly weak and exhausted. Are you having your MEALS 3x a day as i advised?

LADY: My gosh ! I thought you said 3 MALES a day !!

LAFF 4

LOCAL BEAUTY PAGEANT:

EMCEE: What can you say about the violence happening in our country today?

CANDIDATE: Naman koya, getara nga de aku maronong BAYOLENS pa ?!

Just imagine, i got sick ! Not that i think of myself as a supergirl, but i never thought i will have the honor of being chauffered in an ambulance ! How did it happen ? Here goes the story…

For almost a week, i always have this pain behind my neck which spreads to the left shoulder. First i thought it comes from my heavy shoulder bag which i carry everyday to work. So i change my bag to a hand bag. The pain remains. Another theory, it might be from a cold air coming from an open window in the airport where i am working. You see, Frankfurt Airport is a construction site at the moment and there are places there where a door or window is open the whole day. Unfortunately, one of those cold places was the gate where i was assigned for a week. What did i do? I asked one of my friends to massage my back and shoulder with efficascent oil. It was good for a day or two. Then finally last monday, i was dizzy and nauseated the whole morning. So i decided to consult my family doctor before going to work. As usual, she is not there when i needed her most. Her clinic is yet to open till 4pm, so i went straight to the airport since i still have time to go to the clinic there before my shift begins. My hands started to feel cold and numb during the 20 minutes train travel. I was so thankful to God when i reached the clinic still standing on my feet. I was attended to at once and when the doctor measured my blood pressure, it was 190/120 ! No wonder i was almost fainting. I was given liquid medicine and was asked to lie down for a few minutes. After 30 minutes, the doctor measured my bp again. It went down a little but i could hardly breath then. So he administered ECG on me. It just took him less than 5 minutes to have the result of it. Upon reading it, a commotion occur among the medical staff that i couldn’t understand why ?! He just told me that he already ordered an ambulance that will take me to the hospital, he also added that i should inform one of my relatives so they will know where i would be…” you are having a heart attack ” , he continued. I started to cry then and though confused and in between sobs i was still able to send a text message to my bebe, then dial the number of a close friend to briefly tell them about my status. They too were shocked upon hearing what i said. Then i informed my employer that i will be hospitalized and they can not count on my presence for a couple of days. The next thing i remembered i was already in the emergency room of Sachsenhausen Hospital, a nurse taking blood from my arm, cables all over my body, dextrose dripping through me and the sound of a peeping machine that measures my blood pressure in 15 minutes interval. It happened so fast that i couldn’t imagine what’s really going on. I thought i just want to go to the clinic so they could give me medicine for my dizziness and nausea, then i will proceed to work. That’s what i thought !

During the confinement in the hospital, i was thoroughly checked from head to foot including my inner organs. My heart was okay but i got infection in my stomach caused by some bacteria. It’s nothing serious the doctors assured me. I just need to take antibiotics and it will be cured. Anyway, the whole drama wasn’t that easy at all coz it took me 4 days there till i was discharged. The shooting up of my bp was due to too much stress they said. Well i must admit, since i came back from the Philippines i hardly had a rest day at all. But how can i slow down? My agenda book is full of appointments which are needed to be done…. work, dentist, obgyne, sidelines etc. That’s how life is abroad. If you don’t work you don’t have money to pay for the rent, insurances, bills and remmitances. Rest became a precious strange word to me. My body craves for it. But i know the day will come that i will be having enough of it. Unluckily… not now !