Sunday Heart Attack

Yesterday evening, as I was getting ready to wind down and take a shower, there was a message from the administrator of the nursing home.

There were two photos with the caption "Want to inform dad is bleeding today". My heart sank and memories of 2023 flashed through my head. Instant depression.

The next message was "BP and SPO2 is normal". That was a small consolation.

I informed the administrator to give dad tranexemic acid to stop the bleeding. Then I proceeded with what I had to do at home, all the while with a heavy heart.

I did not hear from the home after that. Now I appreciate the meaning of "no news is good news". Well. Life goes on.

This was lunch yesterday. A sirloin steak and two duck eggs.

That morning at Aeon, there was a huge crowd. I blame that on Chinese New Year fever. I told my partner, the next three weeks will be hell and we have to come earlier to beat the crowd. I hate crowds!

I cooked a packet of chicken livers for dinner.

And chicken wings. I did not enjoy my dinner, so there are leftovers.

Early this morning, Kittie Kat's ex-lover again made his appearance.

He always gives me the evil eye. My partner jokingly refers to him as my "son-in-law-in-exile". Well, after I stared at him, he ran away. I also hissed at him for good measure.

On my way back from Damansara Jaya today, I spotted this poster at Seven Street.

This is their idea of Asian tapas.

Then I went to the chap fan stall at Restoran 1111 to tapau lunch. I was there earlier to tapau lunch for my mum.

Pork ear and I believe meat from the pork head (which I love!).

It was good except that I found the five spice overpowering. 

Nowadays, I prefer my seasoning to be simple, just salt and pepper although I still tolerate some spices.