Cough, cough, Oouack! A projectile of puke flew onto me at exactly 7.30pm, just as we were about to open the car door to step out for dinner. This as she chewed on a piece of shredded wheat. My dearest husband goes, “Oh no! The car!” as I am suddenly thrown into Worryland wondering what is up with T.
“Well, we cant go for dinner with you dressed like that! Might as well go home and get changed first”, the Hubs said while I struggled to clean his car and myself with some wet wipes. The whole 10 minute journey home was spent trying not to get any puke smeared further whilst T sat on my lap, me still in Worryland.
We rushed to the bathroom, both T and I, and stripped naked to have a quick shower whilst the Hubs quickly took our soiled clothes for soaking. When the Hubs was getting T dressed, out came another projectile of lumpy off-white puke onto our bed. The Hubs reaction must’ve been so gripping (him and his clean white sheets) that it set T off into a crying frenzy and she screamed out for MAaaaMmmeeee!!! who was still in the shower. And then because she was screaming, the Hubs got even more anxious that T would puke again, so all this while kept telling her to ‘STOP CRYING’.
Well, of course it didn’t work (surprise, surprise). I jumped out of the shower, grabbed her from him and held her tight. Told her everything was OK and that she could puke all she wanted on Mummy. She sobbed uncontrollably and said she wanted to see a Doctor. What? T who has been hospitalised before and hated Doctors, wanted to see a Doctor? This must be serious. Got the Hubs to wipe me dry and dress me whilst I continued to comfort T before rushing off to see a Doctor.
Puke splattered again onto the hospital waiting room floor. There goes my pants. Poor T. I could tell she was feeling very miserable. By the time the Doctor sent us home, we had still not had dinner at 10pm. By this time, the Hubs was losing focus from lack of food and started whinging that he needed to eat (i.e. he couldn’t be on stand by anymore to clean up more puke). I asked him what he’d do if he was in Ethopia. He looked at me. Grunted, then said he had no plans on being in Ethopia and left it at that. My point is….here his daughter was suffering and all he could think of was food for himself!
To cut a long story short, after 7 series of vomiting that evening, our ordeal ended at midnight. She cried all night as the medicine the Doctor gave her was with instructions not to drink for an hour. However, T insisted on drinking but of course as soon as we gave her a sip, everything came out again.
On a positive note, I was dressed perfectly for a midnight fancy dress party. In puke.**************************************************************************
Who is Mamapumpkin?
Mamapumpkin spent 7 years in London committing crimes to gain her Bartlett BSc in Architecture. She spent 7 years as a Stay At Home Mom raising her children as documented in this Mamapumpkin blog since over 10 years ago and thereafter returned to the Corporate World stronger than ever. Her last job as Country Director of a British Railway Signalling organisation saw her getting ill with an aortal and mitral heart valve regurgitation and cancer. Through her journey from working to not working to working again, she sets out to prove to all women that they can do anything and everything that they set out to do; as long as they have that fire of desire burning within and the drive to work hard with oodles of love, passion and integrity.
Despite being ill, she has grown a network marketing business from little knowledge and experience in the otherwise infamously known MLM (Multi-Level Marketing) industry, racing from an income of ZERO to RM 100,000 monthly in merely 2 years. She is a firm believer of the MLM business model but realises the pitfalls too and understands how and why the majority of people would shy away from any MLM business.
She is now pondering the title of her new book, From Zero to 100,000 RM monthly in 2 years and has a sequel in the pipeline with the aim of helping real professionals succeed in the World of MLM. Always the giver, Mamapumpkin has supported orphans for years and has now extended her care to the sick, single mothers, and even struggling families. She believes that with the MLM business model, we can all have a life of our own desires to enable real contribution into the world.
A beautiful life without limits.
Mamapumpkin currently manages the Homeschooling Hub Malaysia on Facebook. She also runs Working Women Malaysia (not THAT kind of Working Women LOL), Mamapumpkin - Creating A Life of Abundance, and Funky Moms on Facebook to offer REAL support to all women who want career and life success. She is a living testimony that women really can have a lot. Being financially free has enabled her to travel the world anytime anywhere doing anything, and she spends most of her day to day with her children, reading and supporting other women.
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