Tired Out | 2010

It started out as your typical week. A bit tiring because of the current shift at work and a bit stressed due to lack of manpower. At home, it was more or less, typical as well. Jakjak being Jakjak, he becomes annoyingly cute. I'm not quite sure if it's just because we're his parents that we can keep our sanity behind all of his antics. He runs around our small flat, bumps his head on the sofa (twice), trips on his own toys and never stops talking about anything and everything. Sometimes I wonder where he gets all his stories from because he somehow has a never ending supply of it.


Near the end of the week though, Jakjak decided to add some spice to our lives. More for mum though, because I was hot under the collar but still went all the way to work (sometimes, you just have to). 15  minutes through my commute, Judy calls me up and asks where I hid the torches. It was ten in the morning so I wondered what the torch was for. Apparently, the little monkey stuck two rubber tires (from a toy aeroplane) into his nose. While mum managed to get one of them out, Jakjak insists that he put in two. And while kids tend to make up stories to grab your attention, we believe him and mum takes him to the clinic. The clinic, after failing to remove the tire (how hard can it be, right?) referred the two to a specialist children's hospital.

Alas, after a few hours of struggling with the doctors and nurses (the bad experience from the clinic irritated the little boy somehow), he was deliberately put to sleep. Within a few minutes, they managed to yank out the remaining tire. However, due to the sedation, the hospital kept them for another hour until it wore off. All of the things that happened probably enriched my wife's experience as a mum by ten-fold. And while I did want to be there to help, work (as usual) kept me from doing such. However, Judy handled it beautifully, and at the end of the day, it was like nothing happened at all (for Jakjak anyway).


When I asked Jakjak what he was trying to do when he put the tires in his nose, he said: "Well, I was trying to make mommy happy, but she wasn't, she got cross". I could only imagine the scene when Jakjak had excitedly proclaimed "Look Mom!" with the tires on his nose. At the end of his story, Jakjak merely stated: "It's crazy, huh?".