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Removing Tonsils Days 1 to 3 (dated 9 October 2009)
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Two days ago, I went to the hospital with a sick feeling in my stomach. No, there is nothing wrong with my stomach. I was there to remove my tonsils. Ha, I knew you think that it's nothing. But it was something big for me, I had never been through an operation.

The operation came and went like the wind. I was given an anesthetics jab and passed out within 5 seconds. When I woke up, I had a sore feeling. Moving my mouth slowly, I could feel pain. I had no desire to eat or drink anything till evening. It was so painful to eat or drink anything.


I was practically sleeping all the time in the hospital as I was exhausted. I was glad to go home yesterday at noon. It was boring. I tried to talk but I could not speak clearly and no one can understand me. As for the medicine, yucks! I had to pound the medicine into powder and mix with water. What a horrible taste!


Today, I can speak more clearly and it is easier for me to eat my porridge. The pain is more bearable today and I can finally swallow the tablet medicine bit by bit. That is better than liquid medicine.


I hope I can speak when I see my surgery doctor on Thursday.
--Mary HAD a little lamb--
7:40 PM

Endless Night
Michael Rogers (Mike) is a penniless and poor man, without a steady job. He desires to own a house and live in it with his future wife. Then, he goes to Gypsy’s Acre and an old gypsy advises him to stay away from this place. There, he meets his true love at first sight, the beautiful heiress, Ellie. His dreams finally came true when he moved in to his new house at Gypsy’s Acre with his beautiful Ellie.

However, it is not as peaceful as the couple expected. Relatives of Ellie are buying houses in the country and visiting them frequently and Ellie’s servant, Greta has been staying with the couple and is a thorn in Mike’s flesh. Meanwhile, the couple still ignores the old gypsy’s warning. Evil lurks in Gypsy’s Acre as fatal “accidents” happens.

Another remarkable crafting of the plot, making the readers look surprised and to ponder over the words, “In my end is the beginning”.
--Mary HAD a little lamb--
7:40 PM

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