4 Dec 2012

PCOS (not) Update Dec 2012

Spent 6 hours at the hospital for my invasive scan and PCOS review. The doc gave me an all clear. My womb, my ovaries are looking good. (Thank you, God for this!) Based on the lack of symptoms and my now 'quite' regular cycles without medication, I have been declared by the doc as 'No longer having PCOS'. Was this ever possible? Can a person ever be cured of PCOS? Well, evidently all the while I thought I could not, I could get cured. I truly believe it's all because of the healing hands of Jesus. I took NO MEDICATION. I prayed. Alleluia! I'm jumping for joy! Thank you, Jesus for always watching out for me! I've to go back to in 6 months' time and if I'm still 'all clear', then I'll be discharged. Yes!



And here's Mike and I, legs wobbly and heads spinning after riding the Cylon Roller Coaster (Battlestar Galactica) at Universal Studios Singapore. We'd all 4 sat the Human at the start of our trip there. A fair queue but the locker area was more jammed than the ride itself. Barely survived the Human roller coaster. As we spun around, I recall yelling at my daughter and declaring that 'we're on the WRONG one! Are we sitting in the WRONG one???'. Yes, while on the Human, I'd felt it was so crazy that I was so sure we were on the Cylon. He he. Survived it anyway.

Then at the end of the trip, after we'd circled the park maybe twice (only riding the MUST rides, that is), my very brave and crazy husband says he's going on the Cylon. He asks me to join him. I politely decline. He throws me his bag and tells me to watch it. The kids are not going either because the girl's got a stuffy nose & headache (came down with the flu BAD) and her brother decides to sit it out with her. Then both kids sort of force me to 'join Dad'. I refuse but they are relentless. By the time I decide to, I've lost sight of the man. I run in but am delayed by 3 adult foreigners, poking and tickling each other. 1 male Filipino and 2 ladies. Yes, adults. I'm impatient to meet Mike and am worried that he'll get on the ride before me, which would mean I would ride the Cylon by myself. Wah piang oi.

The ONLY 3 ADULT people ahead of me are still playing. The male decides to hide and scare the 2 females as we climb some steps. I couldn't believe it when he jumped out and scared the sh*t out of his female companions. The ladies scream and then they realise I've stopped behind them very annoyed. They laugh and apologise and I very, very 'fed-up-ly', overtake them. I run the rest of the way. My heart skips a beat when I spot Mike already being lined up for the ride. I can't get to him. I tell the staff to call out to him. She ignores me. I yell his name. He hears nothing. I yell and yell. He finally hears me and phew, gets out of the queue to join me again.

We get into the queue again and he wants to take the front seats. NO WAY, I SAY!!! We let 2 young girls take it instead. They look to be about 13! They tell us it's their 3rd time riding this. I feel my legs giving way. I just get onboard, buckle up and wait to see if a malfunction will cause the electronic seatbelts to give way and throw me into the air, hitting structure, breaking my bones into a million pieces before they break into a gazillion pieces when I hit the ground. There, I've spelt out my fear. I'm NOT afraid of the loops a roller coaster makes. I'm usually scared of heights but I'm not even scared of the height a coaster takes me. Nah. I'm scared the seat belt malfunctions. But I've sat many loops in my time. Each and every time, I worry about the same thing. Can they not have bloody manual seat belts AS WELL??? If the MRT can stall, so can this piece of spinning, flying machine!

All the time we were on the Cylon, Mike was laughing and going Woo-hoo!!! Waving his arms and legs. He told me later that he was trying to spot the kids too. Me.....my daughter guessed it right. She said, 'Mum, I bet you were praying in tongues throughout.' Ha ha ha.....no kidding. How did she know that? Am I so predictable? The candid pic of us taken by USS at the photoshop? No thanks. Looked terrible, like a pumpkin, holding on for dear life.

We get off and I can barely stand. Those 2 young girls at the front seat? They tell me they're going to try the Human now. What? Cylon first then Human? I laugh and tell them, 'That's nothing compared to this!'

Anyway, it was a really nice day. I just wanted to add this. Don't take this so seriously and keep your criticism if any to yourselves. The weatherman had predicted showers. The sky was dark grey when we headed for USS. In the car, I asked the Lord to please, please, bless us with sunshine because we'd waited so long to go to USS. The kids teased me and said I was selfish cos maybe other people needed rain. I said 'yah, but please Lord, if for some reason you need to send rain to Singapore, then please, please, just not the area around USS? Please just let us have a nice day here? Please and thank you'.

I'm not saying it didn't rain because of my prayers but believe you me, when we were leaving USS that everning, we heard a clap of thunder that was so loud and scary. I literally jumped. We'd just had dinner at the diner's, Mel's and were standing in a souvenir shop. Then as we drove off from the Resorts World Sentosa carpark, it started to pour. I mean POUR. Whatever the kids wanted to make of it. Make fun of me. I don't care. Thank you, Lord for the great weather that day! Nothing is impossible with the Lord! You can believe it's coincidence. I'll believe it's the work of the Lord.

Note: The Transformers ride was my favourite. I enjoyed the Mummy ride too (whachamicallit). Don't give Shrek's 3D movie a miss. It's actually quite entertaining.






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