First Therapy SessionS

When was the last time I got up at 6am??

Money-Sinkhole

I received the confirmation letter from Some People Died.

Sotong Fingers

When I saw HSBC's emailer about the rewards for abalone promotion, I jumped at it. We still have leftover from previous years, but it's cool not to have to buy abalone for CNY!

Although on hindsight, I should have gotten the Singapore Mint CNY coins...

Yesterday, Father went to redeem the abalone, but he was told to top up $68. Huh? Weird? I told him not to redeem first. What's going on?

This afternoon, I called the bank up to check. The CSO said that I had sms the code for points + top-up. Ehh did I? -______- Huh how??

The CSO was offered to help me to check if they could still give me what I wanted. They reverted with good news a few days later. Thumbs up!

南極大陸

Finished the annual Takuya dorama.

Summary: A bunch of untrained misfits and canines representing their country on a dangerous expedition in times of economical hardship.

Hmm... I don't understand the rationale of undertaking an expedition to Antartica post-war. By how much could a *successful* mission boost the people's morale? And surely not everybody cared for it. Wouldn't the money be better spent rebuilding the nation? But they did benefited the ship-building industry though (which seemed to be the only industry that benefited).

There was a little boy in the show, 晴夫, who babysat his baby brother by piggybacking him everywhere he went. When the guys returned from the Antartica, his baby brother had not grown at all.

Or he could be a new baby brother. Hmm.

Don't like this show a lot. Too many silent stare scenes during a fight.

5/10.

Assessment

My appointment was at 11.30am. From the map, the place looked like it was in the middle of nowhere. Father said he knew how to guide the cabbie. I hope it's true.

Adjusting Back to Life

Exactly 2 weeks post-discharge.

Shopping From Bed

Must-do-something-about-my-hair-getting-ripped-out-in-the-shower-every-morning.

Interview

It's not what you are thinking!

There's No Such Thing As Free Musical

On the day before I could go home, I received a sms from someone I haven't heard from for 4mths. The HR has finally sent L a letter, asking her for the Lion King money. How slow was that! Just nice, I'm going home tomorrow. Promised to transfer then.

And I forgot -_- Only remembered on Saturday. And after I transferred, I forgot to inform L. Settled everything on Sunday. Brain rusty!

Home Sweet Home

I'm getting my life back!

Father came early in the morning to send my stuff home. Then, Brother came here with him to pick me up. I was glad that one of my favourite nurses oversaw my discharge. I returned the unopened bag of diapers, requesting that she made sure that I wasn't billed for it. Hope that she can be trusted...

Bye! I won't miss here!

Social Assistance @ The Hope Killer

The social worker was a sweet-looking young lady, E. Upon hearing that the income ceiling for financial assistance was $1200 per capita, I decided not to bother with it.

Staff @ The Hope Killer

Therapists
I had the fortune of having 2 friendly ladies, C and S to attend to me for my physiotherapy. We had a great time chatting during my breaks.

Neighbors @ The Hope Killer

No super gum neighbors who chit chat non-stop this time.

Food @ The Hope Killer

26 days of Breakfast
As usual, I ate only the breakfast out of the 3 provided meals. Breakfast here was more varied.

Rehab @ The Hope Killer

Physiotherapy
My assigned physiotherapist was a big size Caucasian woman, C. So smart of them to pass me to a strong person! Think she was from Scotland. No jobs there meh?

Life @ The Hope Killer

Sleep
Dislike the mattress! It's the soft soft kind again. Sianz, standard across all hospitals? This time it's a problem because there's no aircon, so it could get pretty hot. Kind of regretted transferring :(