Scoliosis Surgery Journey (Part 5)

27th August 2016 and my 2 weeks post-op 

I spent my post-op weeks at Calla Hotel. This low-budget hotel is located at SS2 area. It is small yet very comfy for me. There are a lot of food stalls and morning market right behind the hotel. Also, it is about 10 minutes away from UMSC so that I didn't take long on the way. It was not really comfortable to sit on the car after ops since I was sensitive to every bump. Prof. Kwan gave me some painkillers as I was going to experience pain during my discharge. Yes, I did. First, I thought that I would try my best not to consume the painkillers. However, I was wrong. With the pain, I wasn't able to be active. I would be sleeping all day, which was not good for my spine. I had to walk more. I have to admit that I did consume the painkillers. Before going to bed, I had to consume another painkiller again because I couldn't sleep due to the pain. I always have my mom to help me taking a bath and getting up from bed.

Ah ya, this 2 weeks post-op had a challenge. I had to defecate before my 2 weeks post-op consultation or not I had to use the medicine to help me. It was frustrating. I really don't like that medicine. I did drink a lot and eat a lot of fruit. It was somehow funny because it was the first time in my life I felt so suffocating just for defecating. I really put all effort and took it as challenge. Lol. Right 2 days before the consultation, I succeed. Phew~  

During my stay at Calla, I only walked around the room any lobby. I only could walk for 15 minutes the longest. I didn't give myself pressure. I walked around until I was tired and then went back to my bed. I tried my best not to lie down for long since I had gastric problem. So I entertained myself with sitting upright and watching K-Drama. The WiFi at Calla was good enough to stream online. It helped me to stay awake rather than lie down on bed. Thanks to my mom who always keep me accompanied. She kept buying food for me as she was afraid to see me getting thinner ^^'. I was 44kg after the ops. I looked taller and thinner at the same time. Thin, or maybe skeletal. About clothes, I only wore my pajamas the whole week. Near the Calla, you would find laundry. Calla's staff helped us to take care the laundry. 

On 2nd Sept, we went back to hospital to have that 2 weeks post-op follow up. Prof. Kwan and Prof. Chris changed my bandage. They checked my scar and thankfully it was good. They allowed us to go back to Medan. I was told what to do at home. No food restriction. No more medicine except the leftover painkillers and blood supplement. I was very happy. Saying good bye to Prof(s) and Ci Shierly. The next day, we had our flight to Medan. I requested wheelchair service for me. The wheelchair service is only available one hour before the flight so we have to wait at the lobby until that. Waiting at airport was not as painful as I thought. It was only a bit uncomfortable.

My sister fetched me at Medan airport and teased me for my skeletal look. It took about 1 hour to reach my home. Yes it was uncomfortable to have long ride but there was no significant pain. The first thing I found after arrived home was my bed. Ohmygod, how I missed my own room. How I missed the breeze of the fan T.T All you had in KL was air conditioner and it was very cold. As my sister helped me to change clothes and lie on my bed, I was beyond happy to cuddle on my bed. Home sweet home.

2 months post-op

It was nice to be home. I felt guilty being passive at home. I didn't feel bored at all since I have been always the girl who enjoys time at home. I was not lonely because Mom was always there for me. No matter how busy she was, she was there. My friends and family visited me and they brought me food. Yes, that was the best thing. Food. Hahaha. Just kidding. It was nice to see them after a while. Telling them my pre-ops surgery experience. My sleeping schedule was not regular. I only could sleep for 2-3 hours for the first month. It might be due to my passivity. One month after, I could sleep for 4-5 hours. I often woke up at midnight and felt hungry. I have to admit that I ate a lot once I was home. I even could not count how many times I ate a day. When I was awake at midnight, I would walk around my house while listening to music. Whenever Mom saw me awake, she would ask me whether I was hungry. Haha. I wonder if I looked like starving ghost. Her pale thin daughter walking around the house.

A few weeks post-op, I joined my mom to buy groceries in the morning at our neighborhood market. It was very nice to meet and greet my neighbors. They were also happy to see the new me. Asking me and Mom about how the surgery went. It was funny how everytime we stopped at one store, the sellers would ask and we had to spend minimum 15 minutes to retell the story. Our 30-minutes-at-market plan turned to be 1 hour due to the chit chat. Lol. Mom complained that she regretted bringing me to the market as she was tired to retell the story many times. She said that she was tired but she always answered more than what she was asked. ^^'  

After that market, I never went out any more. I was not allowed to walk on stairs so often. If I did have to walk on stairs, I had to maintain my back straight.  I even couldn't pick up things on the floor by myself. Whether I used my legs or I asked for help. Sneezing and coughing still gave me pain. I only could carry things not more than 3 kg. Do not slip down, do not bend and twist, do not sweat, and so on. There were a lot of rules during my 2 months post-op. I didn't step out from my house for 2 months. After 2 months, I joined my Mom to supermarket for the first time. I was very happy. Seeing how things changed in my city. (Sorry I exaggerated, but I was just very very happy.)

Another 'First Time'

Dear Darla,

At this moment, I'm very nervous and excited. I encountered a lot of 'first time' recently and am going to encounter another 'first time' again. I held back a lot when I hadn't had my surgery. Now, the fog has lifted. Everything is new. There are many chances to try and take. I am so much happy. Too happy to the nervous point. Should I take the chance? Can I do it? Will I nail it? I don't know where it will takes. Somehow, I want to give it a try. See the world I never see. Do things I've been longing to do. Even if I fail at the end, I don't wanna have a regret just wandering at the same point.

Scoliosis Surgery Journey (Part 4)

24th August 2016

My surgery took 3h 15 min. After surgery was done, I was taken to OT room (please note that it is not ICU). About 1h afterwards, I could hear Prof. Shanaz's voice calling my name, "Fera, Fera, are you okay?". I opened my eyes and saw Prof. Shanaz. I couldn't see very clearly since it was too bright. I laughed as I opened my eyes. "Oh, I'm still alive," I thought. I answered Prof. Shanaz with "Hm hm" and fell asleep again. I could hear Prof. Shanaz laughed and said "She still can laugh?" 

When I was half awake, I realized that I was in my room and it was about 6 p.m. I could hear Prof. Kwan and Mom were talking. Prof. Kwan gave Mom a briefing what to do that day and the day after. Mom was told to turn off the light and let me sleep because I need sleep to recover. I was not allowed to drink. If I wanted to drink, I was only allowed to drink only two teaspoons of water. I eavesdropped until that sentence and fell asleep again. In the half awake state, I heard a nurse put a button on my hand, telling me it was PCA button. Whenever I felt pain, I could press it. She also put an emergency button to call the nurse right beside my pillow. I just "hm hm" and slept again.

I woke up at 10 pm. The room was dark and very cold. I could smell the hospital's antiseptic. I called my mom and told her I was thirsty. My mouth and my throat were very dry. Mom said that I was not allowed to drink and just gave me two teaspoons of water. I was like "Can I have some water again?" with my innocent face. Mom didn't listen to my question and asked me if I felt any pain. I did feel very stiff on my back and I felt the implants were holding every inch of spine strongly. I nodded my head. Mom reminded me to press the PCA whenever I felt pain. Also, Mom reminded me to do the leg exercise. I nodded my head, moved my leg as Sister Tang taught me before, and slept again. I woke up the next 15 minutes again and asked for water again. It repeated for every 15 minutes. I'm so sorry, Mom. She sure had trouble in sleeping because of me. Finally at 2 am, I could sleep without troubling Mom. I tried my best to hold the thirst. I quietly pressed the PCA when I couldn't endure the pain.

25th August 2016

In the morning, the breakfast came. The nurses helped me to bath on bed and changed my hospital's gown. I was still not allowed to have breakfast so Mom was the one who finished the breakfast. ^^' Prof. Shanaz first came and checked me with his stethoscope. He asked what I felt. Oh, I recalled that I felt pain on my chest. Prof. Shanaz said it was normal. Other than that, no significant problems. Next, Prof. Kwan came. My catheter was pulled off. I did not feel any pain since I just pressed PCA before Prof. Kwan came. He asked me to get up. A nurse helped me to get up from my bed and sit on my bed. It was the first time I got up from my bed. I remember the feeling exactly. The pain was real. My spine felt like the UNO stacks that could fall apart anytime. I held the nurse hand strongly. Prof. Kwan took picture of my back and then asked me to stand up. The nurse helped me to walk and sit. All I did was just groaning. Mom was surprised how taller I got and kept talking. I was happy and surprised too, but the pain talked louder and I was too busy to hold the pain. Prof. Kwan told me that I could started drinking water little by little. I could drink a half glass of Milo. I should walk more to relax my nerve. I had to go to toilet since I did not have the catheter anymore. That's all.

After Prof. Kwan left, I continued my sleep again. I think I slept too much. Standing up for the first time really drained my energy. In the afternoon, I had some Milo and Mom helped me to go to toilet. It was my first time to pee without the catheter. They said it would hurt but it didn't. I walked around the room. It was still painful but then I could see clearly I got taller. I was very happy to see myself in the mirror. Wow wow wow! Where did the hump go? I was amazed and I adored myself for long at the mirror. I laid back again and I grabbed my phone. I sent messages to my friends since I hadn't given any news after surgery. My phone was 5.5 inch. It was my first time to hold my phone after surgery and it felt heavier than ever. I sent some messages telling them I survived. Not until 10 minutes, I gave up holding the phone. It was heavy and tiring.

At night, I could not sleep because it's hard to breathe. The nurse asked me to sit down for a while and inhale exhale. I just had a lot of gas in my stomach. In the middle of night, I vomit a lot. Really a lot. I could smell all the Milo I drank. Vomiting gave a lot of pain to my spine. It was really painful. I don't like vomiting. It felt like every segments of my spine were shaking. I was sorry for the nurse since they had to change all the covers. Mom helped me to the toilet to wash. Although they had changed the cover, I still could smell the vomit. I slept uncomfortably that night.

26th August 2016

Prof. Kwan, Prof. Chris and Ci Shierly came in the morning. They took off the PCA. I was then allowed to have meals. Prof. Kwan explained that I would be discharged the next day and listed things I should do. I had three kinds of painkiller and some medicine for itchiness and supplements. I was asked to stand up and Prof. Kwan took picture of my back again. Prof. Kwan told me that he would send  me the photos. He also showed me my X-Ray. I was 125 degree pre-op and 64 degree post-op. I had weight and height measurement again. I was 44 kg and 156 cm post-op. I lost 1 kg and gained 6 cm taller. I was told to come back to hospital the next week.

I spent the day by checking phones, walking some, and sleep more. In the afternoon, ci Susan visited and brought lunch for Mom and juice for me. Sister Tang came with her polaroid, taking picture of us to put on the wall of fame. I wrote a short grateful message there. Ci Susan and Mom discussed about the hotel we would go after discharged and I slowly fell asleep again.

27th August 2016

Mom went to the 10th floor to take care of the bill. The nurse helped me to remove the needles on my hand. I looked around my room and the ward. I don't like hospital and the smell but somehow I want to capture the memory in my mind as my life changed at that hospital. Ci Susan fetched us and took us to the hotel. See you, Mawar Ward.

Scoliosis Surgery Journey (Part 3)

22nd August 2016

We arrived at KLIA after 1-hour flight. I bought a SIM card with data service for me and one for call only for Mom. I bought Maxis and later I found that the tariff was more pricey than Digi. So I always suggest my friend to buy Digi rather than Maxis (not a promotion, just a suggestion). I went to taxi counter and had our taxi coupon. We were hungry but we were more tired. We decided to head to Anjung Penyayang directly and would find some food there. As we entered PPUM, the taxi driver did not know where Anjung Penyayang was. I followed ci Susan's instruction how to tell the taxi but we still couldn't find it. The driver did not really understand English and I tried my best to speak Melayu. After asking the pedestrians and staffs several times, we finally find the Anjung. The driver then told me that he is not a Malaysian, but Indonesian, from Pekanbaru. I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. Screaming in my heart "Why you didn't tell me earlier? T.T I would have just spoken Bahasa." My heart then blamed me for not asking him. It was a funny experience. lol.

We checked in at Anjung and found a nearest cafetaria for lunch. Ci Susan told me a cafetaria at another building , across the road or something like that. We just want to have lunch and quickly go back to our room so we picked the nearest cafetaria. It was a bad decision. I should have just listened to ci Susan and walk farther....  I'm not a picky eater but the food was really really hmmm....  not recommended. We went back to our room and took a nap. Ci Susan came in the evening and took us to have dinner. I forgot what Mall it is. We had our dinner at Simple Life and it was nice. It was my first time meeting ci Susan in person. Ci Susan also showed us the basement way to hospital since the next morning I would be admitted. From Anjung, we just need to walk to Menara Timur.

23rd August 2016

At about 8 a.m., we checked out from Anjung and walked to Menara Timur. Thanks to the sign there, the direction was a bit complicated but I could simply follow the sign and get to Menara Timur. I chose single-bed room. Single-bed room provides you a sofa-bed. My mom slept on the sofa-bed and we did not need to pay hotel anymore. I think single-bed room is a good choice if you come with only one guardian. It saves the hotel cost. However it is not a good choice if you have two guardians. One of them would be sleeping on the chair. You must book a room at Anjung for your guardians. 

As the nurse took us to my room, I was asked to change to the hospital's gown. The nurse gave us a briefing about the rules there. An auntie came and measured my weight and height, asked me to fill a questionnaire. It was like pain measuring scale. The questionnaire had a lot of questions. I had to admit that I was so boring to answer it. I was 45 kg and 150 cm at that time. After that, sister Tang came and taught me the leg exercises and how to move after surgery. Next, Prof. Chris came and did a thorough check on my body. He took some blood of mine for the blood test. He also explained to us every risks that might happen after the surgery. Btw it was my first time meeting Prof. Chris. He is very tall, as tall as Prof. Kwan. I wonder whether there is height qualification to be a spine surgeon. lol.

Starting from 11 a.m., I started taking the test. First is echo, spirometry, MRI and CT Scan. It was my first time to take MRI. I never imagine that MRI could be that scary. I was asked to lay down and put in a very small cylinder space. I was not allowed to move and had to stay still for about 1 hour. It was a very enclosed space and I was nervous. The space fits exactly only for our body. I was given an emergency button on my hand. I could hear the sound like vibrating metal. Every time I took a gulp, I could hear the vibrating sound changed and it made me more nervous. After a while, I suddenly felt like going to sneeze. Oh my god... I did not know what to do. I could not spread any virus there. I pressed the emergency button and I could hear the microphone sound told me to hold, 5 minutes left. Oh my god. I kept praying for the sneeze to hold. I just could not sneeze there. Fortunately, 5 minutes passed and I could sneeze outside. Phew~ I hope I never have to do MRI anymore. It had to be the first and the last time I had MRI.

About 7 p.m., I finished all the tests. I was then allowed to change clothes and eat (I had to fast for the CT Scan before). I changed my outfit and asked the nurses where the cafetaria was. They told me the cafetaria at the next building. My mom and I went there and packed our dinner to eat at the room. It was much better than the previous cafetaria. There was a mini market next to cafetaria and Mom bought a pack of Milo and some biscuits. I washed my hair cleanly as I know after surgery it might be difficult to wash my hair. The nurse did not tell me anything regarding to the test result. I was very very nervous. Since my surgery could not be done if the any of the tests showed bad result. I was worry. If the test result was not good, what should I do? I kept shaking my head and flushed away my bad thought. A lot of my friends sent me encouragement messages. I kept praying that I believe God will give me the best, whatever it is.

At about 9 p.m., I asked the nurse if the doctors had told her what time my surgery would take the next day. Still no update. At about 10, a nurse came and told me that I had to fast starting from the next day 6 a.m. The surgery might take at 1 p.m.. Oh my god, so I passed all the test? Yo yo yo yo yo! I was very very happy and relieved. I told my friends & family and ci Susan about this. I thanked God many many many times and went to bed excitedly. 

24th August 2016

I woke up at 5.30 a.m. and had my breakfast before fasting. At around 6, some nurses came and gave me a new hospital's gown to change. I braided my hair into two. Tied up my bangs. I read it from another patient's blog that braid will prevent our hair from frizz. I tied up my bangs using rubber since bobby pin will not be allowed during the surgery. 

At 8, Prof. Kwan came and did another thorough check on my body. He also took the picture of my back. He told me the pain degree I would feel after surgery. Next Prof. Chris came to get our consent to do surgery. At 10, I was brought for Xray, then to neurology department where I had my SSEP stuffs installed. After that I went back to my room. 

excuse my pale face

just finished from the neurology department

SSEP stuffs were installed all over body !

My surgery was postponed to 2 pm. At 1 pm, I entered the ... I forget the name of the room. It was not operation theatre. It was outside the operation theatre. Prof. Shanaz, the anesthetist, checked me and injected the infusion needle on my both hands. Ci Susan and Ci Shierly came too. Ci Susan accompanied my mom and Ci Shierly stayed in the operation theatre. They made a group chat on Whatsapp to update the surgery progress. My number was invited to the group too. Mom did not really know about smartphone so Ci Susan that told mom the update. I was then pulled to operation theatre. It was my first time entering an operation theatre. The light was too bright. I could see three of my Xrays shown on the big display. The doctor told me to inhale something then not long after that, I fell asleep.

Scoliosis Surgery Journey (Part 2)

We came back to Medan and told my sponsor about this. If you read my previous posts, I told you that I met a very kind family who wanted to help my surgery fund. However, the cost was much greater than expected. It was not enough for one party to cover it. I was waiting until August. I kept doing my yoga and the exercises Prof. Kwan asked to do. It was August and I still did not progress anything in raising my fund. I was worried whether I would not get a chance to have surgery. Coincidentally, I had a small chat with one of my schoolmates. I forgot what we started talking about. I just end up sharing about my worry regarding this surgery fund. It was big battle in my mind. My negative thought said that maybe I didn’t deserve to get surgery. There are a lot of people struggled more than me and they might need treatment more than me. The other part of me tried to calm and told myself to keep believing. I am worthy and I would get the chance at the right time. I kept doing all exercises to strenghten my back. I got everything ready as I would have surgery although I still didn’t have enough money. I didn’t care what was going to happen. I just wanted to keep moving, keep trying, and keep believing. I wanted to do my part. What I can’t control, I believe that God will set the best for me.

Those are the exercises I did before my surgery. I did it as many times as possible.

The next day, another of my schoolmate sent me a messages that her father wanted to help me raising funds. My scoliosis story was broadcasted through social media. In short time, my case became the talk of the city. Everyone was wondered what scoliosis is, what the cause is, and so on. I got a lot of calls the whole day asking me the same questions. Some of the kind people visited my house to check my condition. Some people said a bit hurtful things and I had to learn to understand others’ point of view. To be honest, I was exhausted physically and mentally. I kept telling myself I would go through this and everything would be alright. Thanks to my Mom. She was as exhausted as I was but she never complained and still worried about me.

At that time, I also met some fellow scoliosers and the parents. They said that they thought it was ok to ignore the scoliosis until they saw my severe case. They just knew it could worsen like that and asked me the treatment choice available. Some even did not realize that they had scoliosis until they read my case and checked their own body. I willingly told them the details of my story and suggested them to take action as soon as possible for their scoliosis. There are also parents of fellow scoliosers whom children had gone under surgery. They gave support to me and my mom.

Everyone took part to help me. I really mean it, everyone. From my childhood friends, my schoolmates, my uni friends, my lecturers, my students’ parents, my relatives and so many many many else that I couldn’t mention. I was very touched. I shed tears silently as I never thought that they care about me this much. Everyone supported me, telling me that I would make it. Some friends told me that they would mentioned my name in their pray. I could not describe well how heartwarming it was. I was undescribable grateful for everything happened in my life. It was the mid of August. I sent messages to ci Susan and ci Shierly (Prof. Kwan’s PA) that I still could not set the surgery date  since I hadn’t had enough for the surgery fund.

In a week, I didn’t believe that the fund is completely collected. “I REALLY CAN HAVE SURGERY!!!! IT WAS NOT A DREAM” I shouted happily in my mind. My gratitude was really really undescribable. Everyone has worked so hard to accomplish it. I told ci Shierly that miracle happened and I could set the date for my surgery. After some discussion, my surgery date was set on 24th August. It was just a week away. I had to take care of my students and hand it to sub teacher. My mom who accompanied me also had to finish all her work. She is a tailor. We also had our closet raised to sitting one as I would not be able to squad for weeks after surgery. My bed was also raised as I used to sleep with the bed just on the floor. Shower was installed as I would had difficulty bending my back lifting water. I went to bank to transfer the hospital deposit. Our country rules does not allow us to bring cash more than 100 million rupiah abroad. I had my hair cut short so my long hair would not touch my back scar. We did all of that in one week while mom and I were still working. Ci Susan helped me to book a room at Anjung Penyayang for my pre-admission hotel.

On 22nd August, my Mom and I flew to KL. We were nervous, excited and exhausted at the same time. “Everything will be alright, Fera”, I told myself. 

Plus, I also took Bye-bye Fever with me just in case I got fever. A friend told me that she got a fever after surgery. However, I didnt have fever post-op.

Yes I was very very sensitive to every bump after surgery.

Scoliosis Surgery Journey (Part 1)

Hello Darla ! I'm back as promised. Let's start with a new chapter since I think "The Girl with Scoliosis" doesn't suit me anymore. It's like"Err.. Fera, stop calling yourself a girl." Okay T^T

Well, I will begin to flashback to June 2016. I went to Kuala Lumpur with my mom to have my first consultation with Prof. Kwan Mun Keong at UMSC (University Malaya Specialist Centre). I remembered I've ever told you that I visited a spine specialist in my city (Medan), dr. Otman Siregar at Columbia Asia Hospital. Dr. Otman told me that my curve was very severe and I got to have surgery, but not with him. He suggested me to PPUM (Pusat Perubatan Universiti Malaya). I did some research about it. I also met a friend, named Susan. She is a Malaysian who has been through scoliosis surgery with Prof. Kwan at UMSC. From her, I know that PPUM provides service for Malaysian only, or they called it 'Rumah Sakit Kerajaan'. UMSC is the private wing of PPUM. Mostly, the doctors are same. I also did some research about Prof. Kwan and was introduced by ci Susan to some fellow scoliosers who have undergone the surgery with Prof. Kwan. One of them I got closer with is Joce. I found out that they are still doing well even after surgery like nothing happened. With a lot of consideration, I went to KL to see Prof. Kwan.

I brought my latest X-Ray with me (which was taken in 2013). When we entered the consultation room, Prof. Kwan asked me some questions like "Since when my scoliosis began to occur", "what health problems I have" and so on. Prof. Kwan looked very worried once he saw my X-Ray. He did some physical check, like checking the stiffness of my spine, asking me to bend. Prof. Kwan gave us a short briefing about scoliosis (type, cause, treatment, etc). He also gave us a handbook of scoliosis. One in English version for me and one Chinese version for Mom. He told me that I need to have surgery a.s.a.p, no more postponing because it can get worse and worse. My risk will be 10%. If I waited and waited again, the curve might increased and the risk would get higher. It would be the case which most doctors avoid to take. I might end up losing the chance to have surgery if it was too risky. Not having surgery means my curve would keep increasing and affect my organs. Prof. Kwan also asked me to do some exercises for at least 2 months before my surgery. The exercise was to strengthen my back and make my back less stiff. The less stiff my back, the greater correction and easier my surgery will be. I didn't do any X-Ray there since Prof. Kwan said it was unnecessary. I would have my X-Ray on the day before my surgery. In addition, prior to surgery, I had to pass several tests, such as RFT, Echo, MRI and CT Scan. If I didn't pass one of the test, I might not be able to have surgery since it's too risky. The tests was held a day before my surgery. I was told the detailed of my surgery and the cost. I was given a folder and a handbook which describes what-to-do before and after surgery.

We flew back to Medan with a lot of things in mind. Mom was still worried about the ideas of surgery although she said she has agreed about it. However, she thought deeply about what Prof. Kwan said. It's about my future with this curvy spine. She thought about the risk, the cost, my life after surgery, and so on. I'm sorry, Mom. I'm really sorry. Rather than me, you must have much more worries than me. I'm so sorry for making you to go through that hard time.


P.S. For anyone who is struggling with scoliosis, please do feel free to email me (fera_leole@hotmail.com). You can ask for detailed information or simply sharing. I really welcome both ^^ 

A Page Break

Phew! Hello Darla~

Reviewing my previous post makes me realized that it has been almost a year I didn't update this blog T.T You know, a lot of things happened. I couldn't update due to my laptop issue. I did try to update through my smartphone, but my fingers felt so sore to type long text and my eyes were too tired to see those small letters. Then my brain said, "Dear Fera, just wait until your laptop recovers." Okay then. I didn't know it took this long. I miss blogging so much much much much. Even I didn't post, my brain and my heart kept typing everything in my mind. I am blessed to have friends that I can read all those typings to. You know, Darla? These past months feels like a page break for my life. I mean it. Time flies as blinks of eyes and here I am, writing a new page. Oh my god, I am so excited to type everything! I wonder whether I miss the typing or blogging ^^'. 

Please be prepared for the next gonna-be-very-long entries (bowing 90 degrees).