Archive for June, 2009

Vietnam laughs

Posted in kindred spirits, professional tourist in the making, random bits on June 28, 2009 by twotwoeight

Lonely Planet Vietnam

  • Other handy things to bring are business cards, as Vietnamese deal them out like a deck of cards.
  • Don’t be sick or pass out face down on the table if festivities go on all night!
  • However if it’s Vietnamese name, Cho Cu, is written or pronounced without the correct tones it means “penis”; your cyclo driver will no doubt be much amused if you say that this is what you’re looking for.
  • Remember, any luggage that you leave unattended for even a moment may grow legs and vanish!
  • There are no  “senior citizen” discounts for pensioners, as all foreigners who can afford to fly to Vietnam are considered rich enough to pay the full whack.
  • For the uninitiated, a squat toilet has no seat for you to sit on while reading this guidebook; it’s a hole in the floor.
  • They have identified more than 30 different kinds of pulse.  A pulse could be empty, prison, leisurely, bowstring, irregular or even irregularly irregular.
  • Swill some down before deciding whether to buy a buffalo or cow.
  • Lake of Sighs – The cheery name comes from the story of Mai Nuong and Hoang Tung, who met here in 1788 while he was hunting and she was picking mushrooms.  They fell in love and sought their parents’ permission to marry.  At that time Vietnam was threatened by a Chinese invasion and Hoang Tung, like a macho fool, joined the army without telling Mai Nuong.  Mai Nuong sent word for him to meet her at the lake, and when he didn’t come she was overcome with sorrow and drowned herself.  She clearly wasn’t used to being stood up.

–Excerpts from Lonely Planet : Vietnam

Counting down to Saigon.  I don’t know…Saigon just sounds that much more intriguing and mystical than Ho Chi Minh City, don’t you think? 😉



Posted in doctoring tales, the box of chocolates known as life on June 26, 2009 by twotwoeight

Sometimes…just sometimes, we need something to keep us going.  The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.  The light at the end of the tunnel.  Sometimes it may not be that obvious.  Sometimes, all it takes is just a kind word.  An acknowledgement of appreciation.


See this cutie-pie.  She was born premature at 700grams and she came out on my call.  I remember informing her father how tiny and ill she was and that we would do everything we can to save her.  Her parents are among one of the nicest that I have encountered.  Recently, during a follow-up at our clinic, I had the pleasure of seeing them and was beaming with pride to see that she has grown to be such a pretty little darling.  My heart literally melted when he said to his little girl “You must say thank you to this doctor, she saved your life when you were born”.

At a time when I was abit lost, going around in circles, pondering the meaning of my existence, and wondering whether what I’m doing is right or not, his words literally “brought me back to life”.  Looking at her reminded me that my path is right, and that I made a difference in someone’s life.  Little did she know, she made a difference in mine too.

Hidden treasures

Posted in love, professional tourist in the making on June 21, 2009 by twotwoeight

I had a guest over the weekend and so had a perfectly good excuse to do the “touristy” thing in Malacca.  It had been awhile since I last did that.  We wandered around the historical sites, pretended to be tourists, went treasure-hunting in the many interesting shops in Jonker’s Street, watched cheesy street performances and enjoyed it, wandered into a temple and a mosque and of course indulged in the hallmark Malaccan gastronomical delights.  It’s nice to be a tourist! 🙂

An unexpected find! I had been looking for this and didn’t expect to find it at Jonker’s!

the revolving tower

Was looking at puzzles and old postcards when I suddenly spotted this!  PW had been looking for this with no luck!

the silhouette

the miniature dining table

PS/ Bear not included, for illustration of size only, PW! 😉

the WHAT??

Posted in doctoring tales on June 18, 2009 by twotwoeight

Last night when I was on-call, my houseman came to me which resulted in me giving the above response.  Oh, plus there was a million question marks on my face at that time.

HO : Doctor, I want to inform you one case.

Me : Okay, what case?

HO : Got one baby, the ices swollen.

Me : Huh??? The what?

HO : The ices.

Me : HUH? What is swollen again? I didn’t hear you right.

HO : The ices.

Me : THE WHAT??? Show me the baby…

…brings me to an incubator where a premature baby is awaiting weight gain and points to the…

cartoon eyes


HO : See, both the ices are swollen.

Me : *Crik…crik…crik*. My dear.  One eye.  Two eyes, not ices, yeah?


Oh yeah, incidentally, the eyes were NOT swollen.


Spoken like a true genius

Posted in penny for my thoughts, random bits, the box of chocolates known as life on June 12, 2009 by twotwoeight

“There’s a point in your life when you get tired of fixing everything and trying to make everyone happy. When you finally decide to quit, it’s NOT giving up.  It’s realizing you don’t need certain people and the bullshit they bring into your life.”

-Dr Izzie Stevens, Grey’s Anatomy

I’m working on achieving that level.


From an old compilation

Posted in love, penny for my thoughts, radio in my head on June 8, 2009 by twotwoeight

You Don’t Know Me – Jann Arden

You give your hand to me
And then you say hello
And I can hardly speak
My heart is beating so
And anyone can tell
You think you know me well
But you don’t know me

No you don’t know the one
Who dreams of you at night
And longs to kiss your lips
Longs to hold you tight
Oh I am just a friend
That’s all I’ve ever been
Cause you don’t know me

I never knew the art of making love
No my heart aches with love for you
Afraid and shy I let my chance go by
The chance that you might love me too

You give your hand to me
And then you say goodbye
I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy
Oh you will never know
The one who loves you so
Well you don’t know me

You give your hand to me
And then you say goodbye
I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy
Oh you will never know
The one who loves you so
Cause you don’t know me
Oh no you don’t know me
Oohh…you don’t know me

Was listening to an old CD that I compiled back then when I heard this.  And stirred up some old memories.  Ever get the feeling that certain songs have the ability to transport you back in time and evoke old emotions you thought you had forgotten?

I like countdowns

Posted in gastronomical delights, kindred spirits, professional tourist in the making on June 6, 2009 by twotwoeight

What keeps me sane. 🙂