Kids just say the cutest and sometimes, the wisest things! One day, Ethan was lying to his teeth! I was asking him if he ate the chocolate. He said no while his teeth still has some chocolate stain. I told him that lying is a bad and that he should not do it. He looked me straight in the eye and said: I don't lie. I just tell jokes.
Here are some more priceless quotes compiled by Judith Frost Stark in her book Don't Cross the Bridge Before..... You Pay the Toll.
A miss is as good as a....... MR.
No news is..... IMPOSSIBLE.
Laugh and the whole world laughs with you. Cry and.....YOU HAVE TO BLOW YOUR NOSE.
A penny saved is ....NOT TOO MUCH.
He who marries for money.... BETTER BE NICE TO HIS WIFE.
It's always darkest before..... DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME.
If at first you don't succeed....GET NEW BATTERIES.
Still waters.... WILL GET YOU NOWHERE.
When the blind leadeth the blind.... GET OUT OF THEIR WAY.
Kids! We can't do without them!
Diamonds are a girl's best friend. Whoever coined the phrase knows what he is talking about. If I were to choose what I prefer for a gift, I would definitely say diamond rings please. My obsession with the thought led me to a site that offers quality jewelries.
The site is not your regular sales pitch site. It actually offers tutorials on the different aspects of diamonds. There are over 15,000 photographs that are for viewing and choosing. A client can actually choose and design her own ring. I clicked on the link in 30 seconds flat I was able to design my engagement ring. A couple of more clicks and I was prompted for the final details of the purchase. The site is tight on security that it is safe to order your fine jewelry online. A bonus for the client is the free-shipping and 30-day returns of a purchase and a lifetime guaranty. Cool! Go check it out.
The site is not your regular sales pitch site. It actually offers tutorials on the different aspects of diamonds. There are over 15,000 photographs that are for viewing and choosing. A client can actually choose and design her own ring. I clicked on the link in 30 seconds flat I was able to design my engagement ring. A couple of more clicks and I was prompted for the final details of the purchase. The site is tight on security that it is safe to order your fine jewelry online. A bonus for the client is the free-shipping and 30-day returns of a purchase and a lifetime guaranty. Cool! Go check it out.
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I read that bloodletting can actually save a stroke victim. We are quite aware that bloodletting, referred to in modern medicine as phlebotomy, was a popular medical practice since time immemorial up until the late 19th century. Bloodletting involves the withdrawal of often considerable quantities of blood from a patient in the belief that this would cure or prevent a great many illnesses and diseases.
A Mr. Liu of Fung-Gaap College in Tai-Chung is endorsing bloodletting for stroke victims. He said pricking the 10 fingers and letting out blood (pea-sized amount) will actually reduce the risk of burst capillaries due to pressure of the blood. He also said, that if the victim's mouth is crooked, pinching the ears till they turn red then pricking the lobes to let out blood will actually do good. He claims that this is 100% reliable since he has tried it. Here is his story:
I learned about letting blood to save life from Chinese traditional doctor Ha Bu-Ting who lives in Sun-Juke. Furthermore, I had practical experience with it. Therefore I can say this method is 100% effective.
In 1979, I was teaching in Fung-Gaap College in Tai-Chung. One afternoon I was teaching class when another teacher came running to my class room and said in panting, "Mr. Liu, come quick, our supervisor has had a stroke!" I immediately went to the 3rd floor. When I saw our supervisor, Mr.Chen Fu-Tien, his color was off, his speech was slurred, his mouth was crooked-all the symptoms of a stroke.
I immediately asked one of the practicum students to go to the pharmacy outside the school to buy a syringe, which I used to prick Mr. Chen's 10 fingers tips. When all 10 fingers were bleeding (each with a pea-sized drop of blood), after a few minutes, Mr. Chen's face regained its color and his eyes' spirit returned, too. But his mouth was still crooked. So I pulled on his ears to fill them with blood. When his ears became red, I pricked his right earlobe twice to let out 2 drops of blood. When both earlobes had two drops of blood each, a miracle happened. Within 3-5 minutes the shape of his mouth returned to normal and his speech became clear. We let him rest for a while and have a cup of hot tea, then we helped him go down the stairs, drove him to Wei-Wah Hospital. He rested one night and was released the next day to return to school to teach. Everything worked normally. There were no ill after-effects. On the other hand, the usual stroke victim usually suffers irreparable bursting of the brain capillaries on the way to the hospital. As a result, these victims never recover.
According to a medical magazine I read, bloodletting, historically speaking, may have been used to reduce the pressure of blood by reducing the volume of blood due to an absence of any form of treatment. I could liken it to letting off air from an over-pumped tire so as to prevent it from bursting. The medical article said that the historical use of bloodletting has been harmful to the patient. If you ask me, I think there is no harm in pricking the 10 digits of a suspected stoke victim. Just make sure that the needle is sterilized for wouldn't it be of great irony if the victim survives a stroke but is diagnosed with tetanus instead?
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A Mr. Liu of Fung-Gaap College in Tai-Chung is endorsing bloodletting for stroke victims. He said pricking the 10 fingers and letting out blood (pea-sized amount) will actually reduce the risk of burst capillaries due to pressure of the blood. He also said, that if the victim's mouth is crooked, pinching the ears till they turn red then pricking the lobes to let out blood will actually do good. He claims that this is 100% reliable since he has tried it. Here is his story:
I learned about letting blood to save life from Chinese traditional doctor Ha Bu-Ting who lives in Sun-Juke. Furthermore, I had practical experience with it. Therefore I can say this method is 100% effective.
In 1979, I was teaching in Fung-Gaap College in Tai-Chung. One afternoon I was teaching class when another teacher came running to my class room and said in panting, "Mr. Liu, come quick, our supervisor has had a stroke!" I immediately went to the 3rd floor. When I saw our supervisor, Mr.Chen Fu-Tien, his color was off, his speech was slurred, his mouth was crooked-all the symptoms of a stroke.
I immediately asked one of the practicum students to go to the pharmacy outside the school to buy a syringe, which I used to prick Mr. Chen's 10 fingers tips. When all 10 fingers were bleeding (each with a pea-sized drop of blood), after a few minutes, Mr. Chen's face regained its color and his eyes' spirit returned, too. But his mouth was still crooked. So I pulled on his ears to fill them with blood. When his ears became red, I pricked his right earlobe twice to let out 2 drops of blood. When both earlobes had two drops of blood each, a miracle happened. Within 3-5 minutes the shape of his mouth returned to normal and his speech became clear. We let him rest for a while and have a cup of hot tea, then we helped him go down the stairs, drove him to Wei-Wah Hospital. He rested one night and was released the next day to return to school to teach. Everything worked normally. There were no ill after-effects. On the other hand, the usual stroke victim usually suffers irreparable bursting of the brain capillaries on the way to the hospital. As a result, these victims never recover.
According to a medical magazine I read, bloodletting, historically speaking, may have been used to reduce the pressure of blood by reducing the volume of blood due to an absence of any form of treatment. I could liken it to letting off air from an over-pumped tire so as to prevent it from bursting. The medical article said that the historical use of bloodletting has been harmful to the patient. If you ask me, I think there is no harm in pricking the 10 digits of a suspected stoke victim. Just make sure that the needle is sterilized for wouldn't it be of great irony if the victim survives a stroke but is diagnosed with tetanus instead?
I was tagged by Renz
For the instructions, add your name on the list and simply spell out your name using the given Japanese letter- translations below. Tag six of your friends and inform them of the tag. Have fun.
TRANSLATION:
A - ka -----G - ji -----M - rin -----S - ari----- Y - fu
B - tu -----H - ri -----N - to ------T - chi -----Z - zi
C - mi----- I - ki -----O - mo -----U - do
D - te----- J - zu -----P - no ------V - ru
E - ku-----K - me ----Q - ke ------W - mei
F - lu-----L - ta ------R - shi ------X - na
1. Renz- Shikutona (waaaahh...sounds like KUTO!)
2 . Lena - Takuxka (wadda?? takot ka?!)
I will not tag anyone. However, if you want to spell out your name in Japanese,
feel free to copy /paste.
The picture on the left has nothing, whatsoever, to do with the content of this post. I just felt like uploading it. This was taken infront of the Iron Man poster at Mall of Asia. No. I was not legless. I was jumping for 'joy'.Today I am officially 'maid-less'. My two maids and an extra went home for 'vacation'. How I envy them. They can just pack their bags, make a salary advance (without interest, of course) and go home for a spell of relaxation. I cannot remember the last time I had a complete-restful vacation. My vacations were just extensions of my daily routine more tiring at that since the routines were done in unfamiiar places. Double boohoo for me if the vacations were spent in places accessible by airplanes only.
Anway, the house is quiet enough. My three other daughters and Ethan are now lolling in the white sands of one of the islands in Visayas.. The ones who are not in vacation are hubby, 4th daughter-doing her on-the-job-training, and only son -in the middle of a league. Before I log off and cry, ooopppss..I mean log of and sleep, let me just say that I am not actually feeling lonesome but I actually miss Ethan's chatter. Oh well.
Friends, forgive me if I can't do the tags you sent me. I'll get to them once I have adjusted to my new routine as a housemaid-laundrywoman-driver-cook-gardener-etc. Sigh! Read More......
Thank you Kerslyn for the greeting card.
To all great mommies out there, let me share this poem.
To all great mommies out there, let me share this poem.
A mother's love is consistent and patient, it will never fade.
A mother's love is warm and compassionate, even in the shade.
A mother's love will always help you through the weakest hours.
A mother's love is always like a bouquet of flowers.
A mother's love is strong and will never steer you wrong.
A true mother's love is beautiful in many ways.
A true mother's love is sincere and it takes a mother's love to conquer our fears.
A true mother's love knows the depth of love.
A true mother's love is contentment, just like God's love.
A mother's love is absolutely all of the above.
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I woke up earlier than usual today for it was my turn to drive the dentist to her duty. Going to the hospital was a breeze but coming back was not. It is the town fiesta tomorrow in my adopted-third-world-town in Cavite so traffic snarls were expected. I greeted Ethan when I got back and gave him some crinkles that I bought in Becky's Kitchen. I proceeded to the basement and turned on my desktop.Mom! I can't open the door to your bedroom. Something clicked and now the doorknob is loose! It won't budge! daughter # 2 - the teacher- said. Ethan is inside and can't get out.
Huh!? Again!? For the nth time, that doorknob has been replaced. My bedroom gets the most traffic in our house. Everybody wants to hang out in my bedroom. Watch TV. Sleep on my bed. Eat. Talk. Rant. Rave. Exercise. Do make-overs. Anything. Everything.
Ethan! I've told you millions of times to stop banging and slamming my door. I shouted as I walked or rather galloped towards my bedroom.
But mom, I didn't do anything, countered Ethan. The teacher and I tried to open the door. We used keys, screw drivers, credit card (expired) to try to open the jammed door. Nothing. Okay. Think. I asked one of the maids to get the ladder so I can climb by the window and try to pry it open- bad idea as the French window is barrel bolted. No harm trying.
It is good that my house is a split-level type and my bedroom is just about 8 steps elevated from the ground. As I climbed the ladder, the three maids and daughter #2 were all gawking at me. Right. You might ask why daughter #2 did not climb the ladder herself. She was all dressed up and was about to leave when the incident happened. I can't let her dirty her clothes.
Ethan, get your chair and come by the window. Step on the chair and try to slide the bolt of the window to your right. Of course I lost about a pint of blood explaining what the heck is a bolt, how it looks like and how to align all parts so it might slide freely and finally unlock.
What mom? Ethan is 5 and can't even get near the window much less understand or execute my instructions. Again. I tapped the window and indicated that he lift the blinds -which as you can probably see in the picture, is now broken- and curtains so he can reach the window bolt. Yes! He was able to reach the bolt. Now, slide the bolt to your right as I indicated with my hand where his right is. It's not working mom. Oh shoot! Slide the bolt to your left! He did, finally, and I opened the window from the outside.
Problem 2. The window has grills but I was able to unlock it. The problem was the grills swing in the bedroom to open which is impossible to do since half of the TV was blocking the window.The TV was heavy and Ethan can't possibly budge it. I got down from the ladder to call my foreman.
Mom?!
What!?
I really have to poo! Great!
Daughter #2 rushed back praying that the door might finally open. Miraculously, it did!
Lessons learned:
for Ethan: do not bang or slam the door.
for daughter#2: miracles do happen in the most tight situations
for me: do not buy that particular brand of doorknob ever again. Read More......
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