there has been some slight improvement with mama during the days that've passed. mommy took leave on tuesday, mc on wednesday, and leave again today because the situation at home was just topsy turvy. on monday night, mama wailed and cried so i had to stay up the whole night and turn her about a thousand times. she cry i also cry, cos i was so frustrated and everyone else was sleeping soundly while mama was screaming in my face all the way until 5am. was so exhausted and my back was so pain that i was quite dead on tuesday. woke up looking like a goldfish. mommy stayed home to take over me. mama went for dialysis at 12:30pm.

later in the day mommy told me that mama hadn't been given her medicine over the past 2 days or so, WHICH INCLUDE HER PAINKILLERS AND MUSCLE RELAXANTS and stuff THUS HER AGONIZING DISCOMFORT AND IRRITABLE MOOD. was so thankful that there was an actual cause to all the mayhem, but then...

tuesday night, mama started her wailing at 10:30pm again. she told me to stop watching TV and sleep in the room with her, so i complied. but her crying got louder and louder and i turned her back and forth three times before i realized that it was going to be like the night before. so mom and dad told me to sleep in the living room, and i did, while mommy took my place in my room on the floor beside mama. at that point they probably had no idea what they were in for. she cried like mad the whole night and mommy did the 1000 turns for her. mommy was equally frustrated with her by 5am and i finally felt like someone knew what i was talking about when i told them i cried the night before. (when i told them they gave me a face like, huh liddat also you cry ah..) on wednesday mom and dad and i were zombies.

wednesday mom stayed home too. while mama was tired out from the noisy night before and slept, mommy told me to catch some sleep too so that i could tend to her when she woke up again later and mommy could sleep while i was "on duty". poor mommy... her back must be breaking from the thousand turns. i shall call it the thousand turns ritual. mama didn't poop the whole day, and i felt like i was waiting for a bomb to explode, waiting for her to poop. (the longer she holds, the more collects, the bigger the bomb.) the day passed smoother than the previous two, no major crying or shouting. although she puked up all the stuff we fed her at dinner and all the medicine all over the wheelchair, but that couldn't really be helped cos her gag reflex is no longer a reflex anymore. she was like, hunched merlion. then night time came and i just waited to see how she would decide to be.

she was GOOD! she decided to be pretty and quiet, only waking me up about 4 times for various reasons, sometimes for no reason but still, she was much more considerate and controlled. THANK GODDDDDDDDD. ^-^ i now really appreciate a few hours of good sleep.

i'm feeding her as i blog now. she's leaving for dialysis in about half an hour's time, and i know she secretly wants to watch P. ramlee on my comp. hope the days ahead will be more settled.