The triplets and how i survived 30 days in hospital

Since i have not drafted the entry for how they came about series..and probably never will...this is sort of some snippets of those final months before LDR's arrival

i read ALOT of books just to kill time. I would go nuts watching drama swasta at 9pm..and that Boboiboy cartoon at 6pm every freakin day.....i'm still traumatised till this day watching their video clips..it just bring me back to that small single bed room in HUKM. Living in a small compound with a demanding and cranky soon to burst wife is not honeymoon. Whatever i do or say is not acceptable and way below her expectactions. FYI, i have no idea what her expectations were..its keep on changing every hour. But i took it like a man...i persevered..i endured..i survived............

I did get some rest or some peace and quiet whenever relatives come and visit us..that's when ummi put up her brave face..smiles..laugh...yes she's in denial mode...It's like when UN come to visit those in turmoil countries..and the president would tell the UN rep..everything fine in here...nothing to worry...the citizen are being taken care of..no civil rights are violated yada yada.....and turn green when they've gone back to their cozy lifes..hulk smash!!

Note to LDR : This is the sacrifice your father have to shoulder during those tiring times. Taking the shit from your ummi for you guys..

There was days when we try not to see each other face..coz plastic cups will fly....and it does hurts. To those criminal soon to be.. before trying to get a tenancy in Sg Buloh prison..try staying 30 painful days in a hospital with your pregnant wife...it is a nighmare!! Food is bad..the roommate is always in a fit...have i mentioned this..yes..food is bad...the room is cramped...there is no where for you to go and hide...

Ok..maybe bad food is a bit of a stretch compared to prison food..we did stayed in the private wing..so we can select asian or western menu..but this list of menus is limited..after 1 week..you can already know it is back to same menu. So yes...it sucks big time..

Furthermore, i usually buy the food from the canteen...slightly better selection...there is nasi lemak...nasi campur...etc..but after eating there day in day out...you just wanna throw up. But i need to point out...the yellow color nasi lemak  with banana leaf is a joy to eat...that is the only one thing i can enjoy till today whenever we go there for an appointment. Kudos to the makcik...i've gained a kilo or two for that food alone...hello cholestrol!!

But on a hindsight...there was some silver lining...for one...i really love going to office. I'll immediately just bolted out of the door in the morning..even though it's monday morning....freedom!!

I would come back late from office though i've got nothing to do...why would i. So i become extra hardworking in those final months...

So this was my life before...and those who defending her with  remarks about she was bearing 3 child in her tummy for 8 months....well this is my counter...the 3 kids..do not throw tantrum!! I was bearing an over dosed  adult woman with too much hormone in her body and no where to release it  and i was the nearest punching bag around...so spare me the argument....plus this is my entry anyway...hah..take that

 My daily view.....no window..so just the wall..the door..and her wrath EVERYDAY

My RM30 per day bed..during the first couple of days i was sleeping on the floor with just the toto..but i guess my back does not agree with me...it is like sleeping on the hard flat floor..so i opted to this foldable sofa cum single bed...slighly better but still not certified by orthopaedic society.