Andee and those footprints

Rushed Andee to the hospital this evening. She was vomiting for 2 days now (apparently because of coughing) and has gotten weak. Now that she's home asleep, I would have wondered if I should've had her admitted to the hospital. The attending doctor at the emergency room placed her on nebulizer and she seemed better. Will be taking her early tomorrow to her pediatrician again. Sob.... Though it's true mama is always there with me but then again, iba e. I get soooo emotional in situations like this, mag-isa nanaman ako. Maybe I'll get used to it-- hiding the the fear of 'being alone' in cases like this. Like what happened when Diego was rushed to the ER because of a cut. Oo nga.. be strong for them, and yet I still tremble inside. I try to find strength and pray. But I still hoped that there was a warm hand on my shoulder.
As a child I remember how good it feels to see both mama and papa with me whenever I was confined at the hospital -- mama with her touch and embrace and papa with his manner of being there as if saying " don't worry, I'll always be here..nothing bad will happen...". I was never ever so close with my father and even before he died there really wasn't any opportunity that we even had a chance to 'bond'. Unlike Andee...
She was close to her dad. If she's not feeling well she'll choose to cuddle up with her dad instead of her lola. (I'm really not first on her list). Sometimes I wonder what's going on inside her mind. I'd just see Andee staring into space.. lalim ng iniisip. I know she misses him but what can I do? -------------------------------------
Before I got to the computer to post write this entry. Mama and I were having coffee at the terrace when Andee got up. In a few hours magne-nebulizer nanama siya. Mama offered to take Andee to my room and accompany her muna while I put away our cups. Inside the living room, we noticed footprints coming from the kitchen crossing the sala and stopped at the door. Nothing unusual coz sometimes this happens. But what is extra-ordinary about it, is that the strides are longer. The footprints were small and thin, as if it were Diego's, but the strides are longer than mine. Whose footprints are these?!!? I took a picture and I'll be posting it here as soon as I send it to my email. ---------------------------------------

Post updated 03/04/07: after 100 years, here is the picture. There are around 5 'strides ' from the kitchen through the living room and stops at the front door.

Meme: Page 123

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Turn to page 123.
3. Mark the fifth sentence. Pick up the next three sentences and post. (In other words, post sentence nos. 6-8 on page 123.)
4. Acknowledge the book and the author.
5. Tag 3 people in turn.

Ok, Jheck, here goes... took the first book on the shelf to my right..

After all, none of us like to be criticized. Our reaction to criticism is usually to become defensive and/or withdrawn. A person who feels attacked is likely to do one of two things: he will either retreat in fear or shame, or he will attack or lash out in anger.

Hmm... somehow I disagree to that. Anyway, this is from Richard Carlson's 'Don't Sweat the Small Stuff...and it's all small stuff'.

You're tagged-- Angge, Tess, and Charmaine!

Diego asks....

Mama, pag kinain ang kulangot nagiging snake? (Mama, if you eat booger, will it turn into a snake?)
Ano? Saan mo naman natutunan yan? Don't do that, it's bad. (What? Where did you learn that?)
Lasang kalamansi e! (Tastes like lemon..)
Wha...haaaattt?!? YAYA!!!!!!! *faint*

Zaturnnah hangover pa rin

I accompanied my mom to the AIR Philippines branch in Cubao to purchase tickets for Palawan. (She will be attending their high school reunion--after 48 years!). Across Air Philippines is a 'UK' store (ukay-ukay).. a bit diferent from the others I've seen, which gave me the urge to check it out. It was air-conditioned, very spacious, no 'damp' feeling or smell of mothballs or what-have-you-aromas of second-hand, run-downed, off-seasoned, hand-me-downs, clothing overruns; very well-lit; and their salesperson is very accomodating. Hmmm, baka kasi I was able to get hold of 2 dresses, each Php155.00 minus 40%-- great deal!-- and with their tags intact! My mom followed suit and we spent the whole morning going through the racks. All in all, she got 5 blouses for just Php293.00 total.

Oh wow! When we (finally) got out of the store and out of the building, alongside were rows of other UK stores. As if we understood each other, we checked these stores out too. We were there forever, going through all the merchandise (new arrivals daw e!) until I knew I had to stop this adrenalin-ukay-shopping-fever-rush, I went over to my mom, who was checking out shoes, and sang..."Kailangan nang lisanin ko ang lugar na ito....", in which she placed the shoe back in the display rack, took my arm and sang, "..saan man mapadpad wag lamang dito...." OMG!!!!!! Hahaha, and what WAS funny was, it was only after a 'little later' did we realized that we didn't even chuckle a bit, when we went through this impromptu song number.

That 'little later' I was talking about was after lunch at the Farmer's Plaza in Cubao. We were sooo full our stomachs could burst! We spent an hour going around para bumaba ang kinain. We went back to the food court and sat for a while, waiting for 3pm since mama has a meeting to attend to. And we were just sitting there, people watching, when we noticed a food stand there selling buko. Yes, whole coconut with either just the buko and ice or with fruits. There was a couple in front of us who was sharing one. Sarap nilang kumain! I looked at mama and she was looking at them too. She then took a glimpse of me and said.. " Naiinggit.." "..ang bakla.." I replied. HAHAHAHAHA!!!! we started to laugh! OH NO! KAKAHIYA!!! We found ourselves wiping our tears coz of laughter-induced tummy aches! CIGE, PWEDE! Umaarangkada ang mga mudra!!!! HAHAHAHA!!

Babala: Ang makakaintindi lamang nito ay ang mga nilalang na masuwerteng nakapanood ng Zaturrnah!

:-)