God Bless Abigail

Abigail was diagnosed having bacterial infection 2 weeks ago. She recovered 100% albeit weight losses. She has officially went on her first diet! Kelly spent the whole 3D/2N with her in the hospital. Pity her, she cried so much that her eyes swell.

Abigail was hooked up on antibody IV drips and the scar at the back of her palm served as a grim reminder that as parents, we must take concious precautions to minimalise her exposure to dirty environment.

I was told however by Ahpek and my colleague, Terence that their children has had this bacterial infection before. They have had their share of 3D/2N Worrisome-Hospital-Summers before.

I think I must have prayed the most times in the last 10 years. All of the sudden I turn pious and start reflecting on the dreaded topic of life after death. Why incidents as such turns us closer to God? I'm a sinner alrighty!

Prudential has a bad stroke of luck running their hands against my feathers. I have written a nasty letter to their CEO and voice my frustration in getting Abigail referred to the right hospital and make and appointment with a paediatrician. To cut the long story short, they tossed me around like Makalele on his 506th touch to balance the ball. They gave me what I wanted at the end of the day - a formal apology letter, descripting what I should do in the case of emergency and visiting me to conduct a post-mortem on what and how they manage to shoot themselves in the foot a few times in a row in a single day.

Howard my agent tagged along with the lady manager from Prudential and left me this fruit basket. He scored all the points infront of the lady.

I am happy for whatever the emotions I have experienced over this incident and I am happy that Abigail manage to come out from this unscathed. God bless my fountain of joy, Abigail.