Tensions had been simmering for years, but the breaking point came when Dad climbed out of the hotel bath and was slapped in the face by a pair of wet underpants. “My God,” he shouted as he swotted them from the shower rail, “Just send the bloody things to the laundry. It’s only 10 cents!” … More My Asian Mum & Washing
As an accountant, a debt collector and, most importantly, an Asian, saving money is always on my mum’s mind. Saving money and getting the best possible deal is an everyday job, but this goal turns into an obsession whenever we go on holiday. No matter what job she is given – hotels, taxis or food … More My Asian Mum & Saving Money (Holiday Edition)
“Kaklong, listen to me when I am talking to you!” I looked straight at the webcam, and nodded, waiting for her to continue. “So these are all my rules for you: No sleeping in the same room No kissing No hugging No holding hands No sitting next to each other No eye contact Non negotiable. … More My Asian Mum & Boyfriends
I was diagnosed with developmental hip dysplasia just as I was about to go to university. While I was there, I ignored it. If you pretend it’s not there, it’s not happening, right? But it was, and it was getting worse. I wrote a few blog posts on my hip journey, you can check them … More The Two Stolen Years
It’s the 30th of January and with only one New Year’s resolution – to write at least 1 blogpost a month – time was fast running out on avoiding total failure. So here I am, in London, 2 and a half weeks after my second hip operation, effectively housebound, very belatedly looking back at 2017 … More A Wrap on 2017 Adventures
So there I was in my hospital bed, hooked up to a Patient Controlled Analgesia, morphine pumping through me every 15 minutes, oxygen tube in, drip in, catheter in, DVT stockings and footpumps to keep the blood circulating. And honestly, it really didn’t feel that bad – although now I’m sure that was just the … More Hip Hip Hooray! Post Operation-Day
After politely declining the the offer from the Thai surgeon to blindly hack into me, I found myself teetering on the brink of despair and hopelessness. It would be here that my Buddhist father would tell me not to panic about things that are outside my control. And he was right. After months of a … More Operation: Lon-done
In my third year, I finally got an MRI arthrogram (where they inject special dye into the hip region to get a more accurate MRI image) scheduled by the NHS. They told me that I had developed severe tears in my labrum and a large cyst, which was caused by the dysplasia, and aggravated by … More Where in the world can I get a new hip?
“Dysplasia…” “shallow hips…” “…dislocation…” “…torn labrum…” “arthritis” These words swam around my head as I walked out of the doctor’s office, filled with disbelief, incomprehension and eyes brimming with tears. I was diagnosed with bilateral hip dysplasia at the age of 18. For those of you unfamiliar with this condition, hip dysplasia describes a … More 18 going on 80? Arthritis, Hip Dysplasia and Hip Replacements
Musings and Wanderlust 