a narrow escape

It was one of the most beautiful afternoon. the sun was shining like unpolished diamond in the sky. it must have been so beautiful that i have decided to hibernate in my pinkish room, reading kenny sia's hilarious blog on PMS and to update my uncle bryan on my dad's condition. He was unwell and was admitted to Ipoh Specialist Centre where he received 3 pints of blood. It was a very narrow escape. Thank God that i was back home. Otherwise, my dad would have knocked on heaven's gate and i would lose my dad forever.

My needle-phobic silly bro had no choice but to donate blood. he was so afraid of needles that he doesn't mind not knowing his blood group at all. My ferocious mom made him sat in the blood bank and had his upper arm cuffed. He was then chanting his favourite phrase so monotonously....... die lar die lar.. so pain so pain!!! well, he must have been so nervous that his BP shoot up to 140/90mmHg instantaneously. Being his evil sis, i was then asking him.... 'so, are you going to donate blood again?'.. OH NOOOOOO!!!!!!!

God must have showed his endless mercy to us for my dad is finally discharged from the hosp. I would like to thank Wilson (cafu's cousin) for another pack of blood. We really appreciate it. Thanks a lot.