Day +1013 : Frozen chicken = Big frozen yam?

I am fine today.

My sisters brought a few frozen chickens from Sarawak last Thursday. They packed the chicken in a paper box as check-in luggage.

When they reached the LCCT, they were stopped by the custom officer who questioned them the items that they carried in the box. Knowing that it is prohibited to bring in chicken, they told the custom officer that the box contained yam.

The custom officer put the hand into the box to verify that it was indeed yam that they carried.

“How come the yam is so cold?” she asked.

“We kept the yam in refrigerator,” my sister lied :-)

“You bring big yam?” the officer asked again. She wondered how come the yam was so big.

“Yes, the yam is very big,” answered my sister.

The officer let them go and I got to enjoy these delicious chickens from Sarawak :-)

See you next post :-)

Day +841 : “My mouth is broken”

I am fine today. I continue to share with you some interesting children talk today.

“My mouth is broken,” said Aaron suddenly when I was playing with him one day.

I didn’t know what he meant by that. Initially, I thought that he might have mouth ulcer, but he denied this quickly. My wife told me later that Aaron might want to tell me that he had a broken tooth. The tooth was slightly damaged when he fell down last time.

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“Why you open the toy bus?” questioned my wife when she saw Aaron dismantling the toy.

“I need to play”

That is the reason Aaron gave, without any hesitation :-)

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“I will spank you later,” cried Aaron while he was forced to take bath. As I was the one who took bath for him, he wanted to punish me for coercing him taking bath :-)

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“Lorry dustbin!” shouted Aaron when he saw a garbage truck. To him, the garbage truck is a big dustbin sitting on top on a lorry.

Not a bad name :-)

See you next post :-)

Day +840 : “Oh! Your goodness!”

I am fine today.

“Oh! My goodness!” exclaimed my wife when she saw Aaron messed up something.

“Oh! Your goodness!” exclaimed Aaron the next time he messed up something.

Most likely he thought that the “goodness” was belonged to my wife, so he needed to say “your goodness” when he messed up something.

Apart from “Oh! Your goodness”, he also said “Excuse you” when he wanted to catch someone’s attention and “I’m welcome” when someone thanks him :-)

This children talk is quite interesting. I will share with you some more next post :-)

See you next post :-)

Day +839 : “Mama is a big milk bottle”

I am fine today.

My youngest son Aaron is two and half years old now. There are two types of milk that he drinks; Mama’s (mother’s) milk and Baba’s (father’s) milk.

Mama’s milk is breast milk and Baba’s milk is bottle milk as there is no way for me to provide him breast milk :-) Since I prepare bottle milk for him most of the time, he calls the bottle milk as Baba’s milk.

“What milk you want to drink? Mama’s or Baba’s milk?” my wife asked Aaron one day.

“Mama’s milk. Mama is a big milk bottle,” answered Aaron.

I guess he imagines my wife as milk bottle – a big and alive one :-)

See you next post :-)

Day +814 : Where do you get so many teeth?

I am fine today.

“Where do you get so many teeth?” Adriel asked me after seeing the above photo.

The shape of these buns is quite similar to teeth, so she mistakenly thought that they are teeth :-)

When Chih Yung brought the buns to my house, my newphew, Ming Hui, was the first one to eat it. But when he realized that I haven’t take photo of these delicious buns, he quickly put it back. However, this only happened after a big bite.

This is why we have a “decayed tooth” on the lower left of the photo :-)

See you next post :-)

Day +607 : Who to vote for in the coming election?

I am fine.

Last Sunday, a churchmate told me that she didn’t catch up with the political issues of the country and thus didn’t know who to vote for in the coming election.

“Who shall I vote for?” she asked.

“Anyone will do but not the Best oNe,” I advised :-)

My same advice to you, but if you still don't know who to vote for, email me and I will tell you "bluntly" who not to vote for :-)

See you next post :-)

Day +597 : We were campaigning yesterday, today you voted

I am fine today.

My friend sent me a great joke which is extremely correct politically :-)

While walking down the street one day a Malaysian Boleh Minister is tragically hit by a truck and dies.

His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.

"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."

"No problem, just let me in," says the man.

"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."

"Really, I have made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the YangBerhormat.

"I'm sorry, but we have our rules," says St. Peter.

And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down,down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle ofa green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.

Everyone is very happy and dressed in the finest batik there is. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They play a friendly game of golf and then indulge themselves on lobsters, caviar and the mostexpensive food there is.

Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a goodtime dancing and telling jokes.

They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go.

Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises.

The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him.

"Now it' s time to visit heaven."

So, 24 hours pass with the Yang Berhormat joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They havea good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St.Peter returns.

"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now chooseyour eternity."

The Yang Berhormat reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think Aiyam better off in hell."

So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.

He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and puttingit in black bags as more trash falls from above.

The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.

"I don't understand," stammers the Yang Berhormat. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?"

The devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were campaigning just like you during an election...... Today you voted."

VOTE WISELY IN THE COMING ELECTION!

See you next post :-)

Day +590 : A Valentine’s gift for my princess

I am fine today.

My wife said her watch was spoilt and it was very difficult for her to manage her time teaching in the class. So I brought her to City Chain in IOI mall to buy a watch last night.

We finally settled on a Titus lady watch. It cost RM729 but after a great 70% discount, it cost RM218 only.
As my wife doesn’t read my blog, I printed the love poem that I posted yesterday for her. As the poem was written by some else, I would commit plagiarism if I sign it with my name. In the end, I manage to find a way to sign the poem with my name without committing plagiarism.

How? Just sign it this way – “Not by David Ting, but Joanna Fuchs” :-) Just hope that my wife will be so delighted to see the love poem until she forgets to see anything other than “David Ting” :-)

See you next post :-)

Day +523 : The more we drive, the more fuel lefts :-)

I am fine today.

I promised Daniel and Joseph to go fishing in the evening, but in the last minute we realised that we didn’t have the right fishing hook to catch the small fish in the streams nearby.

Daniel is a hot tempered boy, he was very angry with me. In order to calm him down, I fetched the children to round the kampong using motorcycle as a "compensation" for not bringing him to go fishing today.

Motorcycle is the most common transport in the kampong. I started to ride it to school when I was about 12 years old. Of course there was no way to get a driving license at that time, but considering the poor road condition in the kampong, my driving skill was definitely better than those who possessed a driving license in the town :-)

Daniel questioned me whether the motorcycle had fuel left half way through the journey. Without answering him directly, I asked him to look at the fuel metre on the front panel of the motorcycle which showed the following reading.

Daniel was very happy with the metre reading, because the fuel metre was pointing at "E". Why? His interpretation of the reading is "E" = Enough, "F" = Finish. As the metre always goes from "F" to "E", the more we drive, the more "Enough" the fuel we had :-) How I wish what he thought was true because with that I would never need to pump the ever price-increasing petrol again :-)

I managed to fetch 3 children at once – one in front and two at the back :-)

See you next post :-)

Day +453 : Even David not die yet, how could I? (David 还没有死，我怎么可以死？)

I am fine today.

Our church holds cell group meeting every Saturday night at my house and Richard's house alternately. There were about 20 cell group members attended the cell group meeting at my house last Saturday. I fried Sin-Chew Beehon for them :-)

During the sharing session, one interesting lady said that she fainted suddenly a few days ago. When she felted that she was going to die, she cried out for God’s help. At the same time, she told herself that she would not want to die. One very interesting thought came to her mind at that time, “Even David not die yet, how could I? (David 还没有死，我怎么可以死？)” :-) I believe many people who came to know I was diagnosed with Leukaemia shared the same thought with her :-) Don’t worry, I don’t mind.

With the mindset - in order for her to live longer, I have to live longer or as long as I live, she will not die :-) She has to crack her head to make me live longer. So she brought some health drink for me in the church yesterday:-) I believe she is praying very hard for me too :-) That is why I don’t mind to have people with this mindset :-)

The health drink that I received yesterday morning.
See you next post :-)

Day +362 : A very powerful command called “Baba”

I am fine today.

I believe I am the best “milk maker” in my family now. This milk maker has to serve two masters, Aaron and Adriel. When they want to drink milk, they just issue a very simple command, “Baba, NengNeng” (‘NengNeng’ means milk in FooChow) This command is so powerful that it turns off my “free will” instantly and transforms me into an automatic milk maker. With this, they always have milk to drink regardless whether I am tired or sleepy. Besides, the command also works incredibly well 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Very often, I have to prepare milk for them in the midnight or early in the morning such as 3:00am :-(

My wife, Angela, is very clever. When she observed that the command works magically well for the children, she also made use of the command when she needed me to do some work for her; for example, “Baba, take bath for Aaron,” or “Baba, type this English test paper for me,” … With this command, she could get almost anything she wanted.

If you want me to do some work for you, you might also try to use the “Baba” command :-) Who knows it might work equally well on you :-)

See you next post :-)

Day +356 : I don’t need to pay a cent? (2)

I am fine today. Continue from yesterday…

After seeing the note, the workshop agreed not to charge the processing fee (fortunately, the clerk is good in English), but ‘swallowed (吞吃)’ the claim for replacement vehicle while the car was being serviced in the workshop. The clerk said that it was the lawyer who acted on behalf of them in dealing with the insurance company ‘swallowed’ the claim. They needed to ‘swallow’ it because my nephew didn’t pay the processing fee :-(

Next time, if a workshop agent eagerly persuades you to be serviced by them, you should be smarter than my nephew (he was already very smart by writing the note) and write the following note:

“I don’t need to pay anything more than 0 cent, and no one, including the lawyer, should ‘swallow’ whatever claims that I deserve.” :-)

I believe this note should protect your interest adequately, what say you? :-)

See you next post :-)

Day +355 : I don’t need to pay a cent? (1)

I am fine today.

This afternoon, I went to the workshop with my nephew to collect my car that was involved in an accident two weeks ago. I blogged about this on Day +340 : An accident and a new ‘tail’.

The workshop asked for a RM200 processing fee which my nephew angrily rebutted. The workshop agent who persuaded my nephew to repair the car at the workshop promised not to charge him anything. In order to make the agent kept the promise, my nephew wrote a note on the service order, “I don’t need to pay a cent,” and asked the agent to sign besides it.

My nephew is good in English, the note might means that he doesn’t need to pay anything, but to people like me, who is not that good in English, it just simply means that he doesn’t need to pay if the workshop charge him a cent only, and he has to pay anything other than a cent, including the RM200 :-)

To be continued and see you next post :-)

Day +341 : I am not from KL, and this car is not mine

I am fine today.

Last Tuesday, just before we started our journey from Malacca to Port Dickson, we had WanTan Mee (云吞面) for lunch. The Mee was so oily that it made us dizzy after consuming it.

On the way from Malacca to Port Dickson, we saw a lot of fruit stalls on the road side. As we normally craved for juicy fruits after eating oily food, we stopped at some stalls to enquire the price of some of the fruits. We found out that the price ‘quoted’ was very high – higher than the price in KL. This was really beyond our expectation. A kg of Mangosteen cost RM5 to RM7 while in KL, we could get 3kg at RM10.

We suspected one of the reasons that they ‘quote’ the price so high was because they saw us driving a big car, and thus assumed that we were rich people from KL.

Next time, before we asked for the price, we should tell them, “I am not from KL, and this car is not mine.” Hopefully with this, they will lower the price accordingly :-)

See you next post :-)

Day +273 : I see the moon

I am fine today.

When I was having sign of acute GVHD on the 22 February this year (Blog Day +232), doctor asked me to take 120mg (24 tablets) steroid Prednisolone a day. Even though the daily dosage is reduced to 40mg (8 tablets) per day now, the side effect of taking this drug is still apparent. It causes my face to swell like a moon - a condition known as moon face. Many people thought that I was gaining weight when they saw my face and in fact many of them commented that I looked healthier now :-)

Apart from this, my chest also grows pimples and my appetite is extraordinary good.

I came across a nursery rhythm while I was reading with my daughter Adriel sometimes ago. It sounds like this:

"I see the moon, and the moon see me. God bless the moon and God bless me. I see the moon, and the moon see me. God bless the moon and God bless me."

I created a simple melody for this nursery rhythm so that we could sing it. When our family sang this song, we replaced the word "moon" with everyone's name - one by one. For example, "I see Aaron, and Aaron see me. God bless Aaron and God bless me..." When it came to my turn, they would sing, "I see Baba, and Baba see me. ..." But now they can omit Baba's turn. Why? It is because when they sing "I see the moon..," they are already seeing me because my face is like a moon :-) This makes us complete a round faster.

Click the play button (pink color) below to listen to the song.


Or you can download the song here.

See you next post :-)

Day +259 : From David Ting to David Healed

I am fine today.

When I was admitted to hospital for bone marrow transplant procedure on the 26th of June last year, I was unaware that my ward had access to internet until the 4th of July; that was more than one week later. Upon knowing I had access to internet, I immediately got the idea of sharing my first hand transplant experience with family members, relatives and friends through blog. This was extremely useful because the procedure had to be done in an isolated environment where no visitors were allowed. Thus, the best way to keep them informed of my daily progress was to post my progress through this blog.

The first thing I had to do in setting up this blog was to give it a name. I tried david.blogspot.com and obviously this popular name was taken by someone else. The next choice was david-ting.blogspot.com which was still available. After some more thought, I finally named it as david-healed.blogspot.com, a name which reflects my strong desire of getting healed.

By making some logical deduction between my name david-ting and this blog name david-healed, we manage to come to a very interesting conclusion.

Here is how it goes.

Comparing david-ting and david-healed, we have ting = healed, and since ting is my surname, we come to the conclusion that healed is also my surname.

Now I have two surnames, the old one called ting and the new one called healed. If you tend to be forgetful, just remember anyone of them. I totally don’t mind if you called me David Healed. In fact in some occasions I also named myself David Healed, for example using david.healed @ gmail.com as my email address.

See you next post :-)

David Healed

Day +192

I am fine today.

I moved out from the isolated room to sleep in the master bed room together with my wife and children now. The once isolated room is no longer isolated anymore. It is now occupied by two of my nieces who came from Sarawak yesterday. They just completed their form six exams. They came here to work as temporary teachers in my wife’s school.

Their parents asked them to assist me in whatever ways they can to reduce my burden. These two nieces did not do much house work at home. Hopefully, they can pick up the house work as fast as possible so that I can go to work in the office as soon as possible. To me, working in office is a lot more enjoyable than doing house work.

I believe the happiest person to know that I shifted out from the isolated room is my nephew. This is because he had been ‘banned’ from using the commonly attached toilet since I came back from bone marrow transplant. Now the ‘ban’ is uplifted. He no longer needs to rush to up stair during the midnight to use the toilet there.

Very often, I heard very urgent footstep rushing up stair in the midnight which is followed almost immediately by the sound, “HeeHaa! HeeeHaaa! HeeeeHaaaa! …” Of course this sound is created by my nephew. It is not because he has difficulty in passing motion but because he tried very hard to clear mucus in his nose.

He has nasal sensitivity problem which resulted in a lot of mucus accumulates in his nose. In order to clear his nose, he has to suck in ‘tremendous’ amount of air and make use of this air to push out the mucus. I think it is more or less like how the airplane turbine work :-) The “Heee” sound is generated while he sucks in the air and “Haaa” sound is generated while he pushes it out.

With his using the toilet on the same floor as we sleep, we will soon have to bear this powerful, strong and noisy “HeeHaa” sounds in the midnight. Never mind-lah, just treat it as a ‘twine turbine airplane’ landing in the toilet :-)

See you next post :-)

Day +184

I am fine today. My red eyes problem is completely cured. This shows that my immune system is working :-)

I appreciate and love life very much now and I believe this somehow influences my buying decision. You see, Life is too precious for me not to buying it or I just couldn't refrain myself from purchasing it.

May be eating these Life sauces can increase my life level. Something like this always happen in computer games :-)

Sandra, if you could not find this Life sauces in UK, I can send you some:-)

See you next post :-)

Day +167

I am fine today, but my wife is not fine. She has red eyes and just see a doctor this afternoon. Continue from yesterday…

Part 4 of 4

We are now bean fans. Apart from soybean, we took green bean, red bean, black bean, long bean and French bean. I also took baked bean (Navy bean). We believe that these beans will help to normalize our blood counts.

One type of bean that we did not eat is Mr. Bean. However, like other beans, Mr. Bean is also good for health because he makes people laugh and you know, “Laughter is the best medicine” :-)

My wife does not like Mr. Bean, but I like him very much. Therefore, if I like to make my wife angry, I just act like Mr. Bean and then she will be very mad at me but laughing :-) I told her sometime that I am ‘Bean Ting’ :-) Just like beans are healthy food, I believe ‘Bean Ting’ is a healthy name too :-)

Just for your information, next Mr. Bean movie called Mr. Bean’s Holiday is to be released March, next year. I couldn’t wait to watch this movie and I am sure it will improve my health, and of course your health too :-)

With my friend permission, I would like to give a summary of his condition.

Disease: Myeloproliferative Disorder (MPD), with high white blood count
Diagnosed: End of 2002
Treatment: Oral Hydroxyurea for 3 years, started to have blood transfusion almost monthly from May 2005 until May 2006.
Alternative Therapy: Coffee Enema, started 10 April 2006 and showed good result on June 2006. No longer needs blood transfusion for 6 months after that.

Let us join our heart to pray for our dear brother, Mr. Teh (his name) that he will be completely healed from this disease.

See you next post :-)

Day +123

I am fine. I went to church this morning. I just would like to share with you some photos today.













The moustache grew too long. I cannot be lazy anymore; else they will disturb my eating. So I shaved them.














Have you ever heard of "organic" helmet? It is so healthy compared to normal helmet. That is why Joseph and Daniel like to wear them so much :-)


Adriel would like to protect herself from haze.


Aaron said he dared to play with Python.

See you next post :-)