bak kwa sapphie again

it happened last year, and it happened again this year!

damned! went out of the house to pay respect to my dad yesterday and when i returned, the floor was strewn with mandarin oranges and there were oil patches and paw-prints all over! and under the tv console was half a pack of bak kwa. sighs... it was clear who the culprit was cos she rushed out of the door when we returned and she had this worried and guilty look on her face.

but what was worst was when she started vomitting at night. there was pools and pools of her vomit all over the house. and her vomit was no ordinary vomit. it comprised pieces of bak kwa that was piled up like a little hill (almost the size of a large soup bowl, yup, it was that large). first, there were 2, then after i cleaned them up, she vomitted another 2 piles... and then when i thought i was done, i noted another huge pile by her water bowl... yup, there were just so so many piles of bak kwa. imagine the amount she downed! took me quite a few hours to clean the vomit and to remop the whole house again. had to double/ triple mop to ensure the smell disappears. by the time i finished clearing her vomit, remop the whole house, it was almost 2am.

went to bed (she slept beside me on the floor) and about an hour later, i heard a small explosion. yup, no joke! an explosion in my room. and it startled me out of bed. i switched on the light and saw a huge pile of watery shit on my floor rug. the culprit had diarrhea! when i jumped out of bed, i saw her rushed from the rug to the corner of the room. and as usual, she had her sad and guilty face. quickly, i cleared the shit and washed the rug and rushed her downstairs, she ran frantically and once she reached her usual spot, a few explosions occurred (no joke, really loud farts accompanied by squirts of watery shit, like a water power jet)!

came home, cleaned up the things and went back to bed, i kept hearing her farting and her stomach growling. and before i knew it, she started vomitting again! damned! this time round, her vomit was from her inner gut. it stint like crazy! my instint told me there'll be more. and so i rushed her out of the house again. luckily i did that cos once she walked out of the house, another pile of vomit came out. damned damned damned! by the time she reached downstairs, thick mucousy saliva was flowing out of her mouth. she had lost all her energy and could only walk slowly to her patch. and of cos, the explosions again and again, except that there was no more shit. i didn't feel confident to have her come home and decided to sit her at the car park and massage her stomach. her stomach continued to growl and she farted a couple more times. and she vomitted a little more water... after about half an hour, she seemed a little more stabilized.

we came back, i was totally spent! by the time i hit the bed, it was almost 6am.

she seemed ok now. what an adventure. and all becos she downed almost half a kg of bak kwa at a go.

ps: mum found a piece of bak kwa hidden in the sofa. apparently she also knew how to enjoy life. eating bak kwa on the sofa... heh heh...

picture from http://eatbma.blogspot.com/2010/02/bak-kwa-for-chinese-new-year-in.html