Monday, July 31, 2006

On Marriage

Up until yesterday, I don't believe that marriage takes work. I truly believed that all evils in a marriage stem from the fact that people marry the wrong person. Well, I was wrong. I think the biggest problem is laziness. When you are dating all is hot and heavy. And you try to do a lot (or just some) to surprise/please the other person. But one you get settled, it's easy to slip into a routine: get up, go to work, home from work, dinner, watch some tv, maybe kids, going to bed. Day after day after day. Slight variations on the weekend, but weekend to weekend are still the same. I didn't even realize this till Hubby mentioned a few times "We have done such-and-such (activities, good quality time together) in [period of time]." And that's when I realized perhaps I should make a conscious effort to do things together on the weekends, to actually get out of the house instead of slumping in front of the TV/computer all day long. It never hurt to put some work into a relationship. :D

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Wisdom

Wisdom comes in many ways and forms. Here are a couple example. It took me all these years to realize the wisdom that lies beneath.

Long long time ago I knew this girl. It took me all these years to realize her wisdom. Whenever she has a different opinion with someone else, she always went with the other party's suggestion/opinion. Why? In her own words, "so I can tell you 'I told you so' later on."

Another girl, if anyone ever told her, "I'll tell you something, but you can't tell a single soul." Her immediately response would be, "I have a big mouth. If you don't want anyone to know, don't tell me."

In this day and age when most big companies expect their employees (at least so says the employee handbook) to act morally and to report any activities that is illegal, borderline illegal, or just grossly morally wrong, that's the best way to defend oneself. I can't report what I don't know. As long as I don't know what's going on, it will never be my responsibiity to report the iffy activities.

Saturday, July 08, 2006

Arthritis

July 10. Second day in Florida. First time to MGM Studio. Also the day I was officially diagnosed with arthritis at my whopping age of 35. Talking to my 90-year old, and other than age related condition is otherwise healthy grandmother, I had no heart to tell her about my recently diagnosed condition.

Of course nothing beats your cousins sympathetic, "It's about time." Man, if he already has arthritic, he could have at least given me some headsup!

Embracing the Prescription Medications

They (studies) say that Americans use the most prescribed drugs and now I finally have first-hand experience to testify for that. A week or so ago I went to my doctor for my persistent back pain. It really wasn't that bad, but it's been a couple of months so I really just wanted to have it checked out.

Doc, "So what have you been taking for the pain?"
Me, shocked that she would ask such a thing, "Nothing. Why did you ask?"
Doc, shocked that I wasn't taking anything for my minor backpain, "Cuz some people pop pills for the most minor discomfort."

Doc sent me to radiology with prescriptions for TWO different types of meds.
"I'm really not in that much pain that I need medication." I reassured her.
"Oh, just in case you need them," she reassured me.

I got myself muscle relaxant and SIX HUNDRED MILIGRAM (that's right, 600 mg) ibuprofen from Target pharmacy. Saturday, I figured what the heck, might as well give it a shot since I already have the prescriptions on hand. I popped the muscle relaxant whose side effect include but not limited to drowsiness, dizzyness, and ? Twelve hours later I woke up from my coma feeling very dizzy and in more pain than the previous day. When I crawled back into back again an hour later, even Hubby poked his head in and wondered if I was feeling okay. I popped a 600 mg ibuprofen basing on the same what-the-heck-I-might-as-well-give-it-a-shot mentality. Nope. Did not ease the pain at all. I was totally zoned out for the rest of the day. The pills did everything but what they were supposed to do. Ugh, I didn't think I could even drive safely that Sunday.

A few days later, doc office called me back about my back. Arthritis. That was their diagnosis.

"Just keep taking those pills she prescribed you," said the nurse.

Ugh. I don't think I can even continue to be a part of the functioning society if I continue to take those pills.

Lessons

Everytime Hubby and I go on vacation, we learn a valuable lesson. By "lesson" I mean "Let's not do this again."

The valuable lesson learned in Australia was, "Let's not take a tour bus tour again." Sitting on the tour bus for the 6 hours bus ride to and from the tourisy spot was just not worth it.

The valuable lesson learned from our trips to HK/China (well, not sure Hubby has really learned that lesson yet) is to bring TWO suitcases PER person, half full. So we can comfortably fill them all up on our way back, instead of stuffing the ones we have (one each) and paying extra $$$ for overlimit weight.

The valuable lesson to Orlando, Florida? We are swearing off Disney premises (except for Downtown Disney, Los Angeles and the gift shop in the Disney Hotel, of course) for the next 10 years, if not 15.