Yeah, mesti ada orang muka herot baca ni. Tapi nasib lah, today’s rambling is all about you. :p

Last week Mr. F dok komplen pasal sakit kepala. I told him makan panadol lah. Tapi dia komplen lagi, then I told him pegi klinik lah. Bukannya I have super powers that I can blink-blink my eyes and cure him right away. I met him on Friday and he looked not well. Muka serabut, macam orang tak cukup tidur. He komplen dia sakit kepala, and everytime dia nak berdiri, mesti dia rasa nak pitam. I told him, komplen takde guna, baik pegi klinik. And he did. We checked at pandan jaya, klinik penuh, so patah balik bukit, went to Tan&Mano at Bukit. Lepas keluar check-up muka terus herot. I asked him why? He replied that his BP was 150/95. Aiyoh!

So kena lah ambik ubat macam-macam. One for the blood pressure, one for kasi kuar angin dalam perut and lagi 2 ubat apa I tak ingat. So, apa lagi, berleter lah I kat situ (in which semestinya menambah lagi tekanan darah dia) Hehehehe.

Mana tak leter, I suruh dia ikut I exercise kat KLCC after work, dia cakap kerja banyak, my work pun banyak jugak, bukannya hari-hari, start with once a week pun ok. But he rather finish up his work and wait for me to finish my exercise and meet up later for dinner or drinks at KLCC. Then I suruh dia ikut over the weekend, dia bagi excuse nak tido, cover tido, letih katanya. He rather wait for me finish my morning walk with my cousin, then baru wake him up before he comes over to fetch me at my house.

I told him stop smoking, tapi itu ibarat curah air masuklongkang, takde effect jugak. Ever since his last year’s birthday I noticed he smoked a lot. I ni dah lah tak tahan asap rokok, tak suka orang smoke, but he will just smoke as he likes. Malas lah nak leter banyak2 bab smoking to him, but dia tak realise what damage can do from smoking (and that applies to all you smoker readers too and to my adik too!).

Makan jangan cakap lah. Itu memang activiti seharian. Hehehe. Not that I’m saying dia ni kuat makan. Actually, when it comes to food, dia memang moderate. He can go whole week not having dinner, tak makan nasi. Kalau I tu memang tak boleh, craving and pelahap sungguh. Sometimes/most of the times I know dia mengalah ikut makan( or alang2 teman makan, might as well dia makan sekali) although hakikatnya dia tak nak makan. But his new work place sokmo makan. Meeting lah, workshop lah, brainstorming session lah, entertain client lah. Macam-macam makan nya. That is why I suruh dia bersenam tapi dia tak nak.

And although Mr F is in category big size and overweight, but frankly, he is fit! Seriously. I remembered last year we went to Taman Negara, I dah semput and tercungap-cungap while jungle trekking, tapi dia cool ja. And sometimes while jalan2, I komplen, penat lah, letih lah, dia okay ja. But again, I kan miss mengada! Hehehehe.

The doctor did tell him to come again to clinic for follow-up after 3 days - which was supposed to be yesterday- ada ke dia tak nak pegi. Ish-ish-ish. Dia kata malas lah. I told him ni mesti kes takut to know the result! Memang pun. But somehow I managed to make him go, told him just go and see what the doctor says and later if you want to get second opinion from your sister(who is a doctor) or any other doctor, go ahead. And after much reluctance (i tau you tak mau pegi semalam kan?) he went. Lepas check-up I tanya, so, what’s the BP reading? He said ada turun sket. Turun? Berapa? He said 140 something over 90 something. Banyak lah dia punya turun!

Nak leter lagi, tak pasal, I kena balik, so, kasi nasihat ja. Dan-dan he said no more going out on weekdays, no more dinner after 6pm, and makan luar on weekends kena catu. Yeah right…. I nak tengok tahan berapa lama. :p

To Mr. F : please take care of your health. I will do whatever it takes to reduce your bp although it means I have to be less mengada. Please make time nak exercise and cut down or if possible get rid of your smoking habit. HIgh blood pressure is something you don’t want to have, believe me. Jangan degil!

ps : eerr… jangan marah ya doink…. kalau marah gak….. kita tanak tawang! :p

Aida Yurani memang seorang yang clumsy and pelupa. Bila dah tak jumpa or hilang benda/orang yang dicari, mula lah nak mengelabah. Lepas tu buat muka cebek, lepas tu nangis. Aiyoh, bila nak berubah ni? Umur dah nak masuk 34 tahun this year, perangai kalah Nurin & Sofea. Hehehehe.

Okay, apa masalah kali ni? Last week I cuti panjang. Dari hari Jumaat sampai Selasa (half day). Pergi bercuti sakan. Arrived home on Monday late night. Sampai rumah, first thing I ambil keluar dari kereta my supir are
1) House keys
2) My spare house keys
3) My car keys
4) My second handphone

I put all of them in one plastic bag and put straight in my bedroom so I will not forget it. At nigt, before going to bed, I took the spare house keys, my handphone and put it at the side table, and noted the car keys still in the plastic bag. Come next morning, as I was getting ready for work, I pun nak ambil kunci kereta, tapi tak jumpa2 pulak. Macam mana malam tadi ada, sampai pagi dah takde? Aiyoh….

Habis semua I punggah, bag baju, handbag that I used during the vacation, the paper back my mom gave, in the fridge (I bought few things and kept in plastick in fridge), even in tong sampah (in case i threw it along with some sampah I cleared the night before). Tapi tak jumpa jugak. Called Mr. F, asked him kalau2 I tertinggal dalam his car, tercicir kat bawah ke, tapi takde pun.

I had a spare key at home, tapi alarm dah rosak, hence kalau I bukak, mesti bising punya. I tumpang my neighbour’s car to LRT Wangsa Maju. Took a cab and masuk office. Semalam, habis kerja, had to tumpang Mr. F balik. Had dinner at KLCC with Mr. F ARD & his girlfriend. Mr. ARD is expert in cars. Dia pun ikut sama balik hantar rumah nak check kereta.

Bukak kereta ja, alarm bunyi bising, Mr. ARD start the engine, terus alarm senyap. Carik button emergency alarm dalam kereta tak jumpa2. Itu sangat confuse. Sepatut mesti ada, tapi takde pulak. After a while, Mr. ARD said, should be okay, can use the key, but not to use the alarm, but to use the stoplock as security. Then to send the car to Perodua and get them to check.

Mr. F & me search the house and his car again for the key, but tak jumpa.

Now, where is my car key??????