Mum's O day

Everything seems to be normal today Monday 25th of April 2011. It's exactly 8:00 Am and later My mother is going to be admitted at the Hospital for her Myoma Operation and to have her ovaries removed.

So Ladies and Gentlemen, today, Allow me to Tell you more about Myoma, what is it about, why it's important for us to know about it. and what is it for you.



So what is Myoma? Myoma, is basically a tumor, "bukol" in Tagalog. doing online research and visiting OB-GYN i learned that Myoma is a benign tumor of smooth muscle in the wall of the uterus. A myoma of the uterus is commonly called a fibroid. and yes they are benign. by benign it means non cancerous.

How do women get them? It's very common. fibroid develop along with age and it shrink during menopause. now the only time it needs get removed is when it becomes really big, like the size of a baseball or a size of an egg. Interesting part is, they grow and get big.

with my Mom's case, her Myoma is called the Subserous Myoma, benign yes and it's situated outside her uterus. however it grew big around 6.5 cm. so we had a debate a long exhausting debate and enormous research plus several visits to different OBGYN to get her very first opinion, her very second opinion, so on and so forth.

At the end of the day we decided as a family to eradicate such tumor in her body since my mom's headed to the menopausal stage.

so, what is it for us? It pays to know the way your body works inside and out. as what my dad said, "prevention is better than cure". It's best most especially for women to have an OBGYN along our side more than our accountants. It's best that we do regular check up like that of TVG's (trans-vaginal ultrasound) and Pap smear just to see how well we are doing down there.

More than frequenting your favorite spot or being a regular at your favorite restaurant, or having a VIP membership at your favorite resort, why not include a regular session with an OBGYN.

The whole procedure of having one's ovaries removed is really expensive. It's no joke. I've seen how this whole procedure stressed the shit out of my mother and I hope the best for everyone.

at 1pm today she will be admitted in the hospital, my mom hasn't eaten anything yet and won't be eating anything until her operation is over, she's just having tea right at the moment and by tomorrow 8am, DR. Mithi Cruz-Romero will take over along with her Partners.

So after the operation what's next? oh yes, we are prepared for that. however I shall write about it next time.
Kind Regards.

Julian Pumpkins

I'm excited about the new space, this new apartment my sister and I decided to rent. My mother's happy about it, My dad's skeptic about it. but hey, we think and we believe it's about time for us to join forces.

I went home for the holy week, basically to spend time with my parents and old time friends. It's quite an occasion when my dad comes home to see us, because it doesn't really happen all the time. and yes. we got used to the idea.

So being home gives me such a relaxed feeling over matters, I can decide, I can think straight and I can get added value judgment and wisdom from my old folks and yes i can slack all day without having to worry about breakfast, lunch and dinner. In this confusing world, It's nice to know you have roots and you have such an identity to go back to when things overwhelm you.

You see, I love my Long Board, It's an NSP epoxy board

Although I don't get to spend much time with her lately because I was busy with work, I flee out of the country, went back, flew again, went back, and finally settled- hopefully. I haven't played with my board for almost 2 years going three if it not for my will to finally say oh fuck go out there and play. yes, the board is a female counter part of mine, and her name is Julian.

and yes the places i went to for the past 2 years either didn't have a surf spot, or it did but it's not as great as the ones we have here in the Philippines. I remember she used to travel with me a lot, and she gets the attention too for her length and size.

Today, I was so happy to see my board, to see her-Julian, same old board i left in the shack. still my pretty board. I had a great time being one with the ocean again and entrusting my life to her, and Julian didn't let me down.

I was hanging out with the other Surfers earlier, listening to Jason Mraz, Mighty Mighty bosstones, reel big fish, blink 182 under the red hot sun. GSM blue, grilled squid, fish and clams. solve. It felt as if I didn't want to leave the surf camp and head back home.

Home is where I am right now. and I know Julian is in a safe place, back to the shack- her home. when I will see her? I don't know. no promises.

"I never let on that I was down.You blame yourself, for what you can't ignore, You blame yourself for wanting more" - Zero, Smashing Pumpkins

waltz waltz waltz

Yesterday I Finally was done reading Murakami's Dance Dance Dance. prior to that let me tell you what happened. I went out on a Wednesday Night, Hanged out with friends and got myself into a box of a lousy Hang over. It was Leah's birthday, she had Absinthe as a treat. Then, I had Rum coke to chase the devils tail.

Result? Passed out.woke up early.work at 7am.lack of sleep.floating.multi directional form of body pain.starved.then you realized you're not really starving.coffee.end up almost finsihing up what's in the vendo.then Murakami.

Bizaare.Eccentric.Existential. that is how i will describe my 2 weeks journey with the book. there were Lazy chapters, Aha Chapters, and what the fuck chapters. then again, you can't have much of a good thing.

2 Issues I found Interesting on the Passage:

1. How we tend to Create and nurse our Demons
2. Blunders we commit when it's time to Face them when it haunts us back.

Murakami, on the other hand dealt with issue in a playful yet potboiler manner. like a time bomb waiting to explode.

what could be worst than having a hang over? I don't know. perhaps, waking up at this time of the year, realizing how primitive my ideologies are. I guess what I'm trying to say is, I'm not in sync with the ways of the world today. and I need some tweaking with open arms.

Your Existence in my life has a purpose, what it is I don't know. to tweak me i suppose, make me learn, make me understand the value of matters in its truest essence- I don't know. for now, I'm in felicity to have you around. to be frank, I'm caught in the deepest blue like the color of your eyes...

"Do I love you? Yes I love you.
But easy come, easy go, Don't let me down."- A token of gratitude, The Radio Department

we are made of starts from a star spangled banner

(circa 2006)

why do i end up malignantly under a parallax close to being archaic on a bridge that's short listed as a coma.

(there's no ulterior meaning to it)

Celsa, after being in a concentration camp in MOA (mall of the asiatic asia)last saturday in as we bid the days humanely smothering on some free beer we got because of the mighty mighty wristbands tynna have, I, Jamie Carter 23 years of age do swear to not drink beer for the succeeding months... darn this is wishful thinking. i'll be 24 sooner than you think. HA!

if wearing red pumps on business days is not considered corporate then why on earth allow other colors like that of blue, green and yellow to work??? is "something corporate" be defined and limited to that of black,gray and white? can't someone be fashionably corporate? (i need a hammer)

on a different note, day by day, the less i strangle to the word "apathy" my head is voluntarily accepting the fact that i feel placid now, that i don't feel scared. that i don't feel sorry for being reckless with my thoughts, for not having to care if i am this way. for not having to worry about what other's have to say about music.genre.books.love.intelligence.brilliance and art. if giving a "fuck" means being almost aware of everything, then i don't need that kind of fuck.

it's easy to say "free cambodia" "free kenya" "free sierra Leonne" it's seemingly alright to exercise your right to free speech, there you have it... a perfect example of free speech. all speech for free but is somebody out there listening to your cries? maybe yes but where's the output? if these nations had to be freed then it should have had been many years ago.

I've always found a sense of enlightenment with the word pro-bono(not U2)it originated from the word pro-bono y publico w/c means for the good of everyone. very idealistic, but boardering on myopic . it's a strong and positive statement, but i haven't fused a way to make it come to life nor seen it happen in reality. if you can refer me to a study or you can tell me how it can be possible, please let me know how and let me see a work or a writing about it, then afterwards let's talk. the drink is on me. if your picky then fine i'll buy you lunch/dinner.

anyway, i then came into a conclusion that all i needed was a prankster to give me that "aha" moment. sometimes, our friends would tell us what we want to hear only to pacify us. and this prankster is also a friend but not the closest one, and even if it was a bit harsh, you earned my respect just by being honest.

And my dear Jenny, yes, i thought i have loved. but i choose to keep that part out of the paper. my admiration and sheer fondness for this person had come to an end. it wasn't love it was just mere fondness and admiration... the sun has left my sky on a rainy day... and i figured perhaps what i need is a sky,,, not a sun or a star or a moon, only but a sky...

and i sound like a trying hard poetic fucktard because of that statement :)

i'll eat popcorn.