Friday, October 25, 2013

A First Visit to UKMSC & 2nd Trimester

How time flies and thus the completion of first trimester…
As usual, one of the biggest dilemmas faced, should “we” make it into the delivery stage, is that where do I want to deliver - Government, private, or university hospital?  


     A.     Where to for antenatal checkup?
How or why did I land myself at UKM Specialist Centre this time?  I don't know why, it's just instinct that I feel this may be the right place.  

As my first trimester this time appeared more dreadful than during Alvin’s time (more incidents of spotting), I am deeply concerned if the outcome for this one is going to be scarier.  And thus desperation hit me hard although I am fully aware that doctors are humans just like the rest of us. 

Ultimately, certain things are beyond our control no matter how much precaution or treatment is taken and undergone.  Well, anything… as long as I try my level best.



B.      The Booking Appointment
In light of my poor obstetric history, and after going through the brief details of what I saw on the website of UKMSC, I thus decided to see Prof Dr Muhamad Abdul Jamil.  Prof Jamil specializes in Feto Maternal Medicine i.e. in high risk pregnancies.  

The tests conducted were typical of normal antenatal check-up, with urinanalysis, measurements of weight and BP, and ultrasound scans (including measurement of cervical length - the reason will be discussed shortly after this).

Prof Jamil asked very detailed questions of my obstetric and family medical histories.One of the matters I highlighted in this appointment is something which was unknown to me prior to Alvin coming along.  Let’s divulge:  

C.      Pelvic pressure at Week 25 last year
A few people around me who had experienced pregnancies and childbirths used to assure me that it’s normal to feel slightly heavier at the abdomen as your fetus gains weight.  But then, how heavy is “heavy”?  

1.       Sensation is subjective
As each person has different threshold as to what “heavy” means, this therefore did not occur to me as an issue during my first pregnancy…. especially when the heaviness wasn’t unbearable anyway.

2.       Maybe it was, but there’s no proof
Only after “nasi sudah menjadi bubur”, I realized that any heavy sensation at the lower abdomen possibly means shortening of the cervix.  But since I have no evidence that it was indeed the case as I was never officially diagnosed, I can’t tell for sure that it was the case.  

3.       The serious emphasis
By right, one should only feel “heavy” down there perhaps about a month prior to delivery and seriously not when one is just 25 weeks pregnant!  

So ladies….. if you are pregnant and ever experience feeling "heavy" at your lower abdomen, especially when you are still far from your due date, please highlight this as a concern to your doctor/nurse who attends to you, and please get them to have your cervix checked.

D.      Other Experiences at UKMSC so far
1.       There parking area for public at HUKM is quite huge, yet due to the high volume of people going there, finding a space to park is an uphill task unless it's past 2 pm.  For about 5 hours, the parking fee is RM2.50 (considered reasonable... for weekdays only.  Weekend parking fee differs.).
2.       UKMSC is located on the 7th floor, within the HUKM building.
3.       It’s easy to book an appointment at UKMSC.  Just make a phone call to its general line, tell them which doctor would you like to see, and your name.  During registration, all that needs to be done is just to fill in a one-page form.  The staff did not ask for referral letter.
4.       The waiting time can be long.  For e.g., I was there before 2 pm but by the time I saw Prof Jamil, it’s already 5.15 pm. 
5.       The nurses and staff are polite and helpful. 
6.       The waiting time at the cashier’s counter was a bit long.  But it was not too bad as there were sufficient seats around.
7.       The treatment fee is not subsidized. 
8.       Due to the long waiting time for consultation, I would consider bringing more things along the next time, such as magazines (upon upgrading to smartphone, I’m still not into with gadgets on-the-go with at most just 10 minutes of mobile internet when outside, so the phone doesn’t really appeal to me in times of boredom).  And maybe a small cushion for a more comfortable nap at the sofa (to nap while sitting up and not lying down of course!), and most importantly, some convenient food such as bun or packed beverages.  


E.      Conclusion
I have yet to plan where to deliver Alvin’s sibling, should that stage comes along.  Maybe I’ll just go back to Hospital Ampang (I have recently obtained the buku merah), or to HUKM.  I’m not very particular about where to deliver as long as it can be done safely. 

In any event, I always tell myself that ultimately, it’s not up to me or anyone to determine where, when, or how will this sibling of Alvin come along.  And therefore, I try not to think too much.  

Anything is fine, as long as everything runs safely, and as long as I don’t experience another long NICU journey.  Well, as if something like this is within control when in fact it's not. 

Monday, October 14, 2013

Household Languages - Trend vs Reality.

Coming from multi-lingual background, one of the issues that came into my mind in relation to kids is our medium of communication.


Lately, I notice a trend among folks living in the township where I am presently based.  Originally a largely Hakka-speaking community, I am beginning to witness a fad of converting to Mandarin.  

Randomly-apparent
Just randomly go into any household comprising adults and kids, and you’re likely to come across adults speaking dialect among each other, but automatically switch to Mandarin when it comes to speaking to the kids.

In my humble view, it generally doesn’t really matter what medium of communication is adopted at home.  It’s a personal choice.  But I am sometimes a little shocked when I hear how Mandarin is spoken as if directly-translated from dialect, which will surely put a native speaker to wonder what’s being spoken.  

Far from being a non-Chinese language expert, I shall not comment on whether such is indeed a good move or otherwise.  I shall not try to look deep into the reasons for such “transformation”.  It is also not my aim to criticize anyone personally.  But let’s look at some instances frequently bumped into.

A frequent example
“There are plenty of things to play here”

In Cantonese: “ni dou yau tai pa ye wan” or “ni dou yau hou tuo ye wan”
In simple Mandarin: “zhe li you hen duo dong xi wan” - 这里有很多东西玩。
How Mandarin is abused at times:  “zhe li you da ba dong xi wan” - 这里有?东西玩

Just like many people criticize that broken English begins at home when a kid is exposed to English spoken in a less-than-proper way right from young, likewise applies to Chinese, and in this case, Mandarin.

Prudence for a better tomorrow
Having said that although it doesn’t matter what language or dialect a kid is taught at home from young, I still view that at the end of the day, adults should be a little more prudent (and responsible) in ensuring that we speak a language or dialect properly to kids around us.  

Perhaps the idea of speaking Mandarin instead of dialect with kids at home was conceived with the idea of not wanting to "lose out" to others when it comes to entering Chinese vernacular schools.  Perhaps some parents or grandparents are anxious that their kids or grandkids aren’t able to communicate to their teachers when the latter enter primary one.
In view of the current trend, it is likely that in years to come (speaking of the township where I currently live in), dialects look set to wither away from our day-to-day lives.  Rather, dialects may end up being viewed as a medium of communication for the elderly.   Imagine a day when the local Hakka association conducts its event in Mandarin instead…  

Proviso to the general rule
Whether it’s Malay, English, Mandarin, Cantonese, Hakka, Hokkien, or any other dialects, it shouldn’t matter much provided as we speak the language or dialect properly.  

Conclusion
In conclusion, it’s crucial to bear in mind that whatever language spoken shouldn’t mean we’re less of that race or clan, for we’re all Malaysians.  No one should practice extremism when it comes to languages, for in our multi-cultural country, it is in fact important to be multi-lingual.  

As to what language I speak to Alvin… nah, let’s not discuss deep into that.  But I would say that right from day 1, I have decided not to speak Mandarin to him as Mandarin is best picked-up through education (that should be up to the child himself to decide but then are there really choices these days?).
Ideally, I would like my kid(s) to learn at least 3 languages (BM, English, and Chinese) with at least one dialect.   But oops… looks like I’ve gone over-ambitious when in fact Alvin hasn’t even started talking. 
  
Alvin oh Alvin… when will you talk? 

Monday, September 9, 2013

Yet Another Story on the First Trimester

In light of what took place recently, but not yet looking into what’s in the long run for now is still too early to tell the fate of the younger sibling of Alvin… here’s sharing my latest experience. 
What I would like to stress is that, every pregnancy is different.  

A rollercoaster
Not sure whether because it’s unexpected at this moment or because it’s indeed worse off, I feel a lot more exhausted this time, physically and mentally.

Soon approaching the 8th week, I am amazed by how “quickly” time flies, yet I can’t wait for the first trimester to be over, if the second can be any better.

I am still in some sort of disbelief that this sibling of Alvin isn’t very much younger than him.  Well, although I used to talk about sticking to just one kid, I also used to think that hypothetically, if I were to change my mind, I would wait for another 4 years to do so.

Looking from a positive side
But however much we humans plan, God ultimately decides it.  

Despite the absence of readiness in me, perhaps this isn’t too bad.  Maybe God intends Alvin to have a sibling so that Alvin will have a companion around his age in the house.  After all, Alvin’s cousins are much older than him – those from his dad’s side at least 5 years older and those on my side, the age gap is as wide as 30 over years (Alvin’s cousins from mom’s side are adults).  

Appetite Gone Cyclonic
My appetite is generally fine during the morning on most days, but gradually worsens as the night folds in.  Hungry but without appetite.  An apple or a pear usually makes a dinner.

AVM and Subconscious Memory

AVM stands for “anti-vomiting mission”.  

Here’s a background on how my phobia for vomiting developed, concluded from what was told to me. 
When I was around 2, my mother used to experience morning sickness when she’s pregnant with my brother.  According to my dad, I would always go to my mother whenever she puked during the first trimester, and would pat her back to comfort her.  What a touching gesture of a young toddler!  

I was then still too young to understand or consciously remember anything.  And thus, I was stunt when my dad told me about my touching gesture.  But I have a theory that my subconscious memory of frequently witnessing someone puke ends up with a profound effect on me until today.  

Today, I not only fear vomiting, but also have intense fear in seeing others vomit.  My immediate reaction upon seeing anyone puke is to flee and hide myself, even if it’s just a kid puking into the drain.  

 Mandarin peel

In order to minimize the chance of vomiting, I’d resort to all possible means.  I looked for tips on countering morning sickness, if at all they work.  I consume vitamin B6 in attempt to reduce the sensation of nausea, which seemed to work very well previously but I don’t think I feel the same this time.  Mandarin peel becomes my best companion wherever I go.  

 The typical liquid meal for now...

Between starving as a result of eating very lightly or risk puking by consuming a full meal against my instinct, I would rather starve.  At most, liquid diet i.e. Enercal and cream crackers will be on stand-by for when I really need something in my tummy but otherwise don’t feel like eating.  At least these are more easily tolerated compared to “nasi+lauk”… and also more easily puked (just in case if I do) compared to puking solid.  

Bitter toothpaste and blandness 
The almost eternal bitterness lies on my tongue.  Almost everything tastes either bland or bitter to me.  

 Kiddy toothpaste to take the bitterness away

Anything mint-flavoured tastes bitter, and therefore I switched to orange-flavoured Kodomo Lion toothpaste for kids.   But I still got to be a bit careful with Kodomo Lion, because although sans bitterness, it tastes quite yucky, similar to the bubble gum-tasting alginate that’s used in taking dental impression.

Apart from toothpaste, among the things that taste or even “smell bitter” to me are: vegetable puree, water from the dispenser at the pantry of my workplace, floral-scented shampoos, and medicated powder.  And most food taste quite bland to me lately, including curry.  

No This, No That
No fish, no fresh milk.  No yogurt, no red meat.  No rice, no pasta.  Even the “aroma” of rice cooking in the pot smells a little sickening.  How to survive without the essentials, diet-wise?  Say “no” to these, all because of the phobia stated above.  

Medication and supplementation-wise, I am currently taking Duphaston and folic acid.  Depending on how things “progress”, there seems to be a possibility of having to take Fe as well because I am tired and would become a little breathless if I walk too much, as if anemic… although my lips look less pale now compared to last week. See what the doctor says later.  

My KPI for this time
I am not aiming for a prodigy, but only an ordinary baby.  I don’t see how I can be pregnant for 40 weeks... right now I am just unable to foresee having the strength like others to do so.  It will be a miracle indeed if “it” can stay inside for at least 37 weeks.  Or at least to possess a birth weight of 2.4 kg.  Even if “it” were to come prematurely, 36 weeks is my minimum target.  

Despite being a second timer, I have never experienced typical labour like what most people did because with Alvin, it was an unusual one – no contraction pain, and a baby who only came out with one push due to unusually small size.  So, I am now as nervous as any first timer and cannot imagine carrying a full-term baby although I shall be much thankful if God lets me carry this one to full-term without having to go on bed rest or other difficulties.  

I don’t wish for anything more, but only pray for everything to sail safely and healthily. Let's pray that this is one is a blessing despite being an unexpected one and thus the little mental readiness to go through "sickness" for the moment.

Lastly, fingers-crossed... I am doing all I can now to sustain this one by giving "it" a chance like what I did with its brother, but anything beyond that will be beyond my control.  A phrase that remains unchanged from previously.  

Monday, September 2, 2013

I want, yet I don't dare to wish

Indeed it is!

My original plan is to keep "it" a secret until such a time when it's "safe" to let others know.  Although "it" actually came without my expectation, I nevertheless cherish this "gift" and intend to care for "it" just like what I did for Alvin.  Yes, if I were to deliver on the EDD itself, it should be 26th April 2014.  I'm sharing it now because I don't think it will be the case anyway.

Guess what...  The joy is perhaps just going to be short-lived.  I am back to having the same old problem that used to haunt me during my first.  And this time around, although I am not as frightened as last time, I am more negative about the outcome, namely because on top of spotting which shouldn't occur at this time, I have also experienced a few series of minor cramps.

Now that I still have not formed attachments with the one inside, now that a new human is still not completely formed, I am more prepared to face possible termination of pregnancy than when I have already felt fetal movements for instance.

In most cases of miscarriage, the fetus goes "down" due to serious congenital problems that makes it not compatible for life outside the womb. But in my case previously, it was all my own problem.

Why am I so glaringly negative this time compared to previously?

Well, just because it was my plan to have just one child, it doesn't mean that I am now praying for the worse. Instead, I treat the situation this way - once conceived, no matter how or when, whether expected or unexpectedly, I will do my best to keep the "baby" for as long as possible until ready for birth...  it's something which I almost failed to do with my first, but thanks to the great job of doctors and nurses, as well as God's miracle, Alvin made it to what he is today.

This time around, apart from family living nearby, I did not tell anyone else because I knew that I'll possibly not make it for the second time.  It looks like even if I were to go through pregnancy for 10 times, I will face the same problem for all 10 times.

I don't think my problem is congenital or genetic just because I am a former premature baby who happens to give birth prematurely once.  Or else, my mom would have experienced what I am facing now... or else my brother would have been born prematurely too but then he's not.  

Just because Alvin appears not bothered by issues related to prematurity (what it seems so far, but I am not really sure yet), it doesn't necessarily mean likewise should I deliver prematurely again this time.  In this case, I can't see how I can carry a pregnancy for 9 months in view of what's bothering me now.  I don't want to end up becoming a seasonal figure in the NICU, I don't want my child to suffer from prematurity-related problems, and I also don't want to go through heartache!

"Dear sibling of Alvin... Although you came unexpectedly, my heart was filled with gratitude when I first learnt of your presence.  Indeed, I can only plan as a human... but God ultimately decides it for us.  It must be exciting for both you and your elder brother to be able to play together.  But please forgive me should my body chooses to fail us, for if my body chooses not to sustain the pregnancy this time although my mind kept telling that I want to carry you to full-term until you're out to the world with a loud cry!".  

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Show Cause Proceeding of Bailor in Court

Scenario: OKT (i.e. accused) who was previously released on a bail was absent in Court on the day when his case was fixed for mention.  Thereafter, the bailor was served with a show cause notice.

This is not the actual venue because photography is prohibited in real Court rooms.  Instead, this is only a picture of a moot court which I have inserted solely for illustration purpose.

Below is what took place during a show cause proceeding of the bailor at one of the KL Sessions Courts.  The proceeding was conducted in Bahasa Melayu, with some English.  Anyway, please forgive me if there seems anything amiss here as it's been quite a long time ago since I observed this (note: I just happened to be there, and have nothing to do with this case).

DPP: Siapakah nama kamu?
Bailor: ***** (let's not disclose his name)
DPP: Apakah hubungan kamu dengan OKT?
Bailor: Dia adik ipar saya.  Suami kepada adik perempuan saya.
DPP: Di manakah OKT tinggal?
Bailor: ******** (some "taman" around KL)
DPP: Apakah nombor telefon OKT?
Bailor: 017-*******.
DPP: Adakah OKT tahu kamu penjamin?
Bailor: Tahu.
DPP: Sekiranya ditunjukkan, bolehkah kamu camkan? (DPP was referring to the "surat akujanji")
Bailor: Boleh.
DPP: Merujuk kepada dokumen ini, siapa yang tandatangan?
Bailor: Saya.
DPP: Adakah kamu diterangkan kandungan dokumen ini?
Bailor: Ya.
DPP: Apa yang diterangkan?
Bailor: Yang saya kena pastikan adik ipar saya datang ke Court.  Kalau tidak, duit saya akan kena forfeit.
DPP: Ok.  Kamu sudah diterangkan bahawa kamu kena pastikan OKT hadir or else wang jaminan akan dirampas.  Apakah usaha kamu untuk memastikan OKT hadir?
Bailor:  Saya ada cuba cari dia.
DPP: Berapa kali kamu cuba cari dia?
Bailor: (bailor was silent)
DPP: Tahukah kamu pada tarikh **/**/**** OKT kena hadir ke Mahkamah?
Bailor: (bailor was silent)
DPP: Tahukah kamu bahawa pada tarikh **/**/**** OKT tidak hadir ke Mahkamah?
Bailor: (bailor was silent)
DPP: Dan sebagai penjamin, mengapa kamu tidak hadir ke Mahkamah pada hari itu?  
Sebagai penjamin, kamu tahu bahawa wang jaminan akan dirampas sekiranya OKT tidak hadir. Boleh bagitahu Mahkamah mengapa wang jaminan kamu itu tidak patut dirampas?
Bailor: (bailor elaborated about his personal financial hardship, that he did not know about the OKT's whereabouts, that he was unaware of the mention date, and that he's ignorant of the law...........)

DPP then presented her submission.  "Borang Jaminan" was marked as "Lampiran A".  "Notis Tunjuk Sebab" was marked as "Lampiran B".  The bailor was asked to read aloud the content of the "Notis Tunjuk Sebab" before the Court.

DPP: Penjamin tidak menjelaskan inisiatif untuk mencari OKT melainkan hanya "carian".  Penjamin telah memberikan nombor telefon yang berlainan daripada nombor telefon OKT, yang menunjukkan penjamin sewenang-wenangnya hanya hadir ke Mahkamah dan tidak tahu peranannya selain tidak tahu apa-apa tentang OKT.  Penjamin langsung tidak tahu obligasinya walaupun telah diterangkan.  Pohon wang jaminan dirampas sepenuhnya supaya ini tidak berulang pada masa yang akan datang.

Judge: Encik *****, ada apa-apa means to pay the balance?  Another RM3K, since he paid 5000 earlier. (total = RM8,000). 
Bailor: (bailor was silent for a while, then went on to tell the Court that he's bearing heavy financial commitments, and pleaded to the Court for leniency)
Judge: Mahkamah berikan 2 minggu untuk bayar.  Sekiranya gagal berbuat demikian, Mahkamah ada kuasa untuk sita harta penjamin untuk dijual bagi mendapatkan wang tersebut.

The bailor looked distraught and kept silent.

DPP: Puan, upon considering the bailor's situation, the prosecution views that it suffices that only RM5,000 is forfeited.  

The Judge agreed with the DPP, and thus pronounced "wang jaminan sebanyak RM5,000 dilucut".