Look what happened…

key

Have you ever seen anything like this before? 

Well, this was what my car key remote looked like a few weeks ago.  The unlock button had already shown signs of wearing out for a few weeks, but being the procrastinator that I was, I didn’t do anything.

Until I accidentally dropped the whole set into a puddle of water.  And then somehow, the lock and unlock buttons could not function anymore.  I knew the battery was still fine because the button to unlock the trunk of the car still worked.

So I brought it back to the car manufacturing service center and they replaced the cover of the remote (price: RM34.90). They could not carve out the shape of the key though, so I had to bring it to a key duplicating shop to do it.

Felt like performing plastic surgery on my car key remote…haha.

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Why are they doing this to me?

platinum

I received this platinum credit card in the mail today, apparently an upgrade.  But I fail to understand why I am supposedly given this “privilege”.  It’s not like I need it.

It’s not like I’m spending millions or thousands of ringgit every month.

It’s not like I’m raking up a lot of interest too, since I pay my credit card bills in full every month.

So is the bank opening up a brand new market for SAHMs with platinum credit cards?

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Backseat seatbelts a farce??!!

 
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As I was waiting for the traffic lights to turn green today, I was distracted by some motions going on in the car beside me.

When I turned to look, I was horrified to see two kids, who could not have been more than 2 or 3 years old jumping around in the back seat of the car, totally oblivious to the fact that their lives were in danger.  There were two adults in the car, one was the driver, and the other the co-driver.  And from where I was, it appeared that the two kids at the back were *attacking* the two adults.  Kid number 1 wrapped her arms around the neck of the co-driver and kid number 2 pulled at the driver’s hair.  When the car started moving, the kids did not stop their antics.  In fact, I saw the kids’ legs dangling high up in the air while he/she grabbed onto the headrest of the co-driver seat.

I hate to think what could have happened if one of the kids did something to distract or disturb the driver.  What if the driver was *accidentally* strangled by the kid, or (shudder) what if one of the kids suddenly decided to cover his Daddy’s eyes?!!

Whatever happened to the ruling for ALL backseat passengers to “buckle up or else”?  What on earth happened to the enforcement of this ruling?

True, those kids would have been too small for the seatbelts to fit them, but surely they could have been in toddler car seats?  Many parents cite costliness as the reason why their kids are not strapped into carseats, which leads me to think that our dear government should give this serious thought.

How about tax relief, or better yet, tax rebate, for infant/toddler seats in cars?  Come on, Mister Prime Minister, we ALL know very well that the RM1,000 tax relief per child is not sufficient!  The government should do something about the child car seat *problem* pronto…something that would *entice* the citizens of Malaysia to look at safety for their kids in a different light. 

What good is the tax relief for purchase of books (to cultivate the reading habit amongst our future generation) and the tax rebate for purchase of computer (to promote information technology awareness in the community), if the lives of the future generation is in jeopardy?

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I shouldn’t feel entirely guilty but…

…I still feel that it’s partially my fault.

SIGH.

You see, as I was mopping the floor today, my mop hit the skirting of my timber stripped floor, and onto the floor jumped a very tiny black lizard.  It didn’t crawl away quickly like what I would have expected of a lizard, instead it lay there on the floor, looking quite stuck.

I figured it could be because the floor was damp, from the mopping, and the lizard was waiting for the floor to dry before it made its escape.

I turned on the fan and allowed the floor to dry.

But even after the floor had dried, the tiny lizard still lay there, motionless.  I wasn’t even sure if it was alive or dead.

Since I am terrified of lizards, I thought I would use a rolled-up newspaper to sweep it out of my house.  So I rolled up some old newspaper, opened the main door of the house, took a deep breath and touched the lizard gently with the newspaper. 

It moved a little bit, which showed it was still alive.

Then I swept it towards the door a little bit more.  Took a few sweeps for it to move, really.  Poor little guy must have been hanging on tightly to the floor.

At times, the lizard flipped upside down and looked like it was going to escape.  I screamed a little, then it flipped itself back upright.

Slowly I swept that lil fella out of the house.  But then I noticed it became quite motionless.

That’s when I thought it had died.  And then the guilt set in. 🙁

But it was something I had to do.  Rest in peace, little lizard…


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Saving my ten little fingers

dermatitis

I have always been prone to eczema and skin problems on my hands and fingers.  And everytime the problem presented itself, I tried many methods to heal it.  Creams, band-aids, abstinence from washing detergents, changing my diet, …you name it, I’ve done it before.

Several months ago, my hands and fingers started to crack very badly again.  Sometimes my skin would crack till it bled, and I had to use a band-aid to make the pain more bearable.  Many a time, you would see me with almost all fingers covered in band-aids.  Not a very sightly thing indeed.  Over-the-counter creams worked for a while, but it was only a temporary measure, because soon after, the problem recurred.  Strangely enough, the only finger unaffected was my ring finger on my left hand…which led me to believe that I should probably wear rings on all my fingers. 🙂

In addition, I sometimes had to do away with cooking for a few days in a row, to minimize my hands’ contact with water and detergents, resulting in the need to “tarpow” food for our meals.  I was also very sad that I had to resort to using disposable diapers instead of cloth diapers, for fear of aggravating the condition of my hands.

Well, anyway…when I was in Ipoh for a holiday about a month or so back, the problem became so unbearable that I was forced to go see a skin specialist.  The skin specialist took one look at my skin’s condition, and proclaimed it was contact dermatitis, which meant it was the detergents I was using that was causing the problem.  Using rubber gloves did not help much too, because according to the specialist, I might be allergic to rubber gloves.  So I was told to get cotton gloves and THEN put the rubber gloves on over the cotton ones.

The visit to the skin specialist in Ipoh cost RM175, and included a whole array of medicine!  Twice a day, I had to soak my hands in a dilluted solution of water and Potassium Permanganate (the purple solution used to oxidize wounds), which acted as a very mild astringent.

Then, there were three different types of cream and ointment to apply on the affected areas: one each for morning, noon and night.  On top of that, I was to apply vaseline as often as I could throughout the day, to maintain the moisture in my skin and prevent cracking.

To stop itchiness when necessary, the doc prescribed tablets; two different kinds to be taken morning or night, depending when the itch happens.

She also wanted to prescribe oral antibiotics, but changed her mind when I told her I was still breastfeeding.

Oh yeah, I’m not supposed to eat any beef, eggs or seafood too.  SIGH.  So no more steak and beef koay teow for me.  I’ve still been taking eggs though, but only the ones from free-range chickens.  As for seafood, I am only steering away from shellfish.

So how did all this medication fare?  Well, after a week of diligently following doc’s orders, my skin has shown marked improvement.  At least some semblance of my original skin is showing…But often times, I have forgotten to follow the regiment, and so sometimes I do find my fingers slightly dry.  Thankfully, I can now resume my use of cloth diapers little by little and I truly pray my hands and fingers would be back to normal soon, but sometimes it’s very difficult especially since I need to cook, clean and look after kids too.

So here are a few pointers I keep in mind and practise:

  • Carry and hand cream/lotion in my handbag, and apply it when I am in the car, either waiting for the lights to turn green or whenever I have my hands free.  I need a recommendation for a good hand cream/lotion that is not too greasy though.
  • Wear gloves when washing up, but in view of time constraints, I only do this when I know I have loads of stuff to wash.  In my case, I need to wear cotton gloves first and then rubber gloves.
  • Use Vaseline liberally.  It’s safe for babies’ bums, so it’s the perfect solution for me since I need to be with the kids all the time.  I’m paranoid about touching my kids with hands that have steroid creams on them, so Vaseline is definitely the best solution.
  • *IMPORTANT*: Get hubby to help with the dishes 🙂
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