The ImPerfect Perfectionist

Glad to be home after my operation and the man was in the hospital with me.. the whole time.. and i can’t wait to get outta the hospital.  Luckily the in law was home.. looking after the kid.. else i couldn’t even get the man to come.  The nurses sucks.. big time here.. on the maternity ward.  More later.

Yes.. she came, she helped looked after the kid.. but she wasn’t cooking for me.. or making sure i get nutritious food.. to heal.  You would think she would.. but nope.  The only thing she cooked were some ham.. and potatoes one nite.. when there wasn’t anything she wanted to eat.  Very sad..!

Sure .. i see the man everyday.. and spend some various times with him daily.. but being in a foreign land.. and alone .. can get quite lonely.  At nite like this .. in the wee hours of the morning.. it gets even lonelier.  When there are chinese movies for me to watch.. it ain’t so bad.. but if there isn’t .. it suxs big time. Of course, i cannot stop complaining about missing those food from home.. that i can never get here.. nor even find the ingredients.. to make them myself.

It gets very lonely.. and sometimes.. it gets really pitiful.

Yes.. and of course it isn’t as comfortable.. having another person in the house. I ‘ve gotta wear my bra.. and make sure.. i donch have holes in my clothes. I cleaned up a few more things.. at home.. but i know it won’t stay clean for a long time. My MIL refuses to do anything at my place. Oh well.. what can you say right.. ?? *shrug*.. beggars can’t be choosers.

The MIL is coming to stay because my surgery is scheduled for Monday.  Nope.. i’m not really looking forward to it.. but i guess some help is better than no help..  since the man will be alone with the kid. I really hope.. that the MIL will come thru’ for us this time.. instead of expecting.. the man to do everything .. and still expect to run her errands.. and go for her bingo… now that wouldn’t be too good.

Going for a major op in a few days.. but instead of checking out online what to expect.. the man.. is quite nonchalant still.  What if i don’t make it alive..?? what if i cannot wake up..?? what will happen to my kid..?? what is going to happen at home..??  What is gonna happen to the business..?? can the man do it alone..??  Worrying big time now.

The MIL was in yesterday.. and we had chatted about my operation..  and guessed what..?? she expects me to get up and cook.. after my operation.. because cooking isn’t anything heavy according to her.  According to her.. the doctor would want me up.. and doing stuff.. the next day.  Yes.. i understand that..!! BUT NOT COOKING..!!  BIZARRE..!!!

And nope.. no way .. am i gonna listen to her.. like what i did.. during my C-Section.. !!!  not gonna wash dishes for the whole family.. !!! FORGET THE FREAK IT..!! I’m so freaking mad..!!   You don’t even wanna come near me.

I can understand .. that the MIL doesn’t wanna cook on Mother’s Day..  but for her not to wanna cook on Father’s day..now that’s a little bit too much.. donch you think..???

Yes..and once again.. she had wanted us to bring KFC.. and if you all know..KFC is freaking expensive..!!! so we resorted to getting her some store baked chicken.. sausages.. a pie.. and some nuts for the FIL .. for Father’s Day.. and of course a photo of him.. and his grand-daughter.  We really do try.. ! unlike the other brother.

I guess if i were home.. i won’t be too worried.. about having to stay in the hospital for longer.. or having the best room in the hospital.. because my medisave will take care of it.  If I were home.. i would have a maid to take care of the house, the kid .. and the food.  If i were home.. i wouldn’t have to wait this long.. and suffer this long.  If I were home…………  *sigh*