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I giggled at a dentist’s office today. SAY WHAT!!!!

So after my root canal treatment, my orthodondist told me, you should be numb for a good number of hours, so maybe get a smoothie or something for lunch, I numbed you enough for a 450 pound gorilla!  (He wasn’t lying!)


And ladies and gentleman, this was the only time I have ever had a real laugh in a dental office, I hope it will not be the last.

My orthodondist Dr Evan Lynn is great, his bed side manner and how he dealt with a super nervous patient was beyond comparable to any other medical care, that I have ever gotten from ANY medical professional, ANY where else in the word. He explained part by part, what he was going to do, told me how long each part was going to take, what the burning smell was going to be about, why it occurred, etc etc. Throughout the procedure, he asked if I was alright, stopped immediately and did not reproach me or get irritated when I raised my hand for him to let me take a moment to compose myself. He even reminded me once or twice to continue breathing!   He was so kind and really a good person. I say that because of how patient and nice he was to me, as well as how he was super polite and thanked his assistant helping him throughout the procedure. He had a patient immediately after me and even tho he was 20 minutes late, he took all the time he needed to make me feel safe and comfortable. He’s one of the first? dentist who took time to ask me about the about the roots (pun intended) of my dental phobia and then calmly and professionally assured me that he will take good care of me. Even the injection was relatively painless. To be honest, I’m not afraid of needles, I’m afraid of the drill, more specifically a drill that touches an un-numbed tooth, the pain LITERALLY SHOOTS THROUGH YOUR BRAIN. I cringe every time I think about procedures I did in Singapore when my dentist refused to give novocaine and mocked me for being a pansy.

But today, I am formally erasing those bad memories from my head, because I realized if you find the correct oral surgeon/orthodondist/dentist for you, there is literally no pain. I had a (GASP) almost pleasant experience during the root canal surgery, his demeanor and professionalism made me trust him, and it not an unpleasant experience. My usual dentist (who’s also the sweetest lady I have ever met, Dr Park who I have told everyone I met in NYC about and its so hard to make an appointment with her now, but good things, MUST SHARE!), had actually prepped him before I even came into the office and told him about my fears and he did such an excellent job in making me feel safe and comfortable. 8 hours later, I am still in awe of how nice and kind they both were to me.

Kris was there with me the whole time, he’s the world’s best husband. When we got married, he told me that he will always take care of me, and it is in times like this, that I am reminded of what an amazing man I married. Never once did he laugh/mock/chid me for my fears, but instead he comes with me for every appointment and holds my hand every single time. I’m not going to lie, the extent of my dental phobia is somewhat hilarious. The uncontrollable shaking, sleepless nights and countless nightmares! He is really the most dependable person in the world! It is really easy to say that you will love a person in good times and in bad, but not many people actually follow through in bad times!

It has been a very trying time, first the wisdom teeth extraction, then today’s root canal and another possible another root canal AND/or major cavity filling looming in the near future. I have the worse dental genes! The allergies I developed from the antibiotics, and the pain that woke me up for nights because of the abscess in the root has been no walk in the park. I woke up one day and I was like covered in hives and a ear was getting bigger than the other. I was thinking to myself, OMG I FINALLY MUTATED!!!!

BUT!!!!!! Despite all the shitty times, I’m very glad for a husband who’s there for me all the time, a family who listens to me whine across the oceans and true friends that have been texting me non stop before and after procedures to make sure I’m alright and of course finding good people in the dental profession that I actually trust. I feel very lucky! I decided to cancel spring break vacation in order to pay for the huge dental bills, but its okay I’ll have more time to work on my papers. I’m kind of behind schedule these days because of all the freaking out, lack of proper sleep at night and the pain that has been gnawing at the jaw.

I am hopeful tho, that maybe after these series of good experiences. I will believe that dentistry is not supposed to be a hellish experience and that its possible to not shiver constantly in a dentist’s chair!

Today, I accept that as I age, life is not going to always be easy. But I am confident that with my own mental strength and the support/love I get from the people around me, I will be better and braver than I was yesterday, everyday.

pain is real but so is hope

My Funny Bunny Husband … Or so he thinks

Conversation 1 with the hubs

Me: Christmas is definitely coming, I get targeted flyers from all the brands I buy from, telling me to get this or get that, on a daily basis.

The hubby: Well ….. they do track if you open up their emails and they probably go, THIS ONE IS EASY, GET HER GET HER!!!

Me: -__-


Conversation 2 (When he went on a business trip)

Him: I couldn’t sleep very well last night

Me: Is it because you miss me?

Him: It’s because the bed was too big, your elbows weren’t in my face as usual.

Me: -_-


Conversation 3

Him: I want more beer

Me: *pokes his potbelly*

Him: What? It’s one big muscle

Me: hahahahahahahaa


The Human Things

Sometimes, I look back to a couple of years ago and marvel at how far NS1 has grown. Even before Kris had co-founders, he told me he had a project he was working on. A project that started out with his fine tip pilot pen and his black moleskin notebook. Without lines, because apparently he cannot use notebooks with lines.

A couple of months and many hours of tinkering later, 2 co-founders were found and they all began working on my couch, alternating between each others couches really.

2 years and a little more, they now have XX employees and are growing really rapidly.

I admire the tenacity and intelligence of my husband. It is not easy to start and grow a business. 

However, I am also exasperated sometimes. Like now, I’m trying to study for my midterm tomorrow and he’s asking me 100000000 questions. Where is the brush, where did you keep the humidifier, are you sure the fan can be dismantled, can I take out the scones now? Where is the butter. Oh. My. God. 

Sometimes, I feel that he needs me — just to do the human things. 

How to make your husband come home early from Work

Step 1: Learn how to make his fave food from his mummy.

Step 2: Procure fresh ingredients for said dish.

Step 3: Bake Fresh Apple Pie.

Step 4: Take a photo of said Apple Pie and text it to him.


Step 5: *feel great for being such a smarty pants* and watch him drool his way home


PS: The apple pie is ugly as hell (I have still yet to master the delicate art of rolling pie crust and not having it break into half!!!)  but it sure tastes of buttery goodness.

Home and Travels

My little nephew calls Kris, Uncle Kris Kris or sometimes Uncle Kiss Kiss when he’s feeling cheeky. At 3 years of age, he’s cheeky a lot. His eyes gleams with cheekiness. I miss him and his mama so much and I cannot wait to go back in August. I miss family and friends. Smartphones are a life saver, because of all the free apps I get to speak/text and/or get shown videos almost everyday. Its less time consuming as an actual phone call/Skype and I get to be a part of their lives on a daily basis. Best part, I get to choose to partake in only the good parts! No drama filters to me because I’m so far away. #winningcombo.

I’m already missing Vancouver. I miss having my husband around mostly! Holding hands and enjoying each others company. The moment we stepped into NYC, he was on full on work mode and has been literally working nonstop. I do miss him from time to time. I miss having dinner together without him checking on his people on the west coast who are still at work. I miss eating breakfast with him without him only having 15 minutes to shower and dash out of the door for his breakfast meeting at 8am. At the same time, I’m also very happy and proud of what he has achieved for himself and I understand that sacrifices need to be made to get the things he/we want. But, I just miss having him around. Perhaps tho because he gives me so little full attention, that it makes what little time we have so even more wonderful!

When he reads this, he will probably instinctively go, THAT’S NOT TRUE! I guess our definitions of being with one another defers a little. Him watching TV (usually piew piew movies) and me reading on my kindle at 1am at night on the same sofa doesn’t qualify. Neither does eating dinner together while he replies to work emails qualify. However, I do recognize that he just simply does not have enough time of day to finish all the things he has to do. Hopefully in a few years tho, he can reap his rewards.

I dream of the day we can float around the Caribbean /Mediterranean /Europe/ Asia on a (RENTED!) catamaran and enjoy life a bit. He will enjoy the sailing part and I’ll enjoy the calmer (relative to a sailboat) boat ride and shore excursions. Maybe, someone will invent an anti seasick pill that actually works, so I can enjoy the sailing part.

I dream that we can backpack to the 7 continents on a RTW tickets and go explore a little bit more nature.

I dream that we can eventually own a cosy and non chi chi home. (Lately tho, I’ve seen how it can be more of a hassle being a home owner and have accepted that rentals for our situation is actually a smarter option.)

For for all these collective dreams, I have to be patient and let him do this thing! #EventuallyTheySay! #Patienceisavirtue