Merdeka day. National day of Malaysia.
Angeline messaged yesterday that whether I had plans for merdeka's day eve. no. she's home alone as the bro and sis-in-law were off for holidays. simply a good friend and not the fag-hag kind. so i stayed over. nothing very much, chit-chating and watching tv.
That was the first time I spent such long hours watching travel and living channel, sometimes i think the more you watch the more you would wonder as though you've never lived a life. too much there i switched the channel.
mmhhh... something interesting. it's showing the formation of a baby inside the womb. from the sperm touched the wall turning into embryo... it wasn't real, but a simulation. There's a part, where the doctors tried to resolve a case that a baby was having its kidney grown into the space where it supposed to be for the lungs. The doctors used a "fetuscope" (an aide like a long needle), poking it into the mother's tummy and straight down to the baby's lung and placed a tiny balloon in it. So the balloon pressed the kidney out of the baby's lung space, so the lung could be developped properly. (Amazing. Imagine what the technology today can do... I would like to get my this** done, **that done...)
Then it showed the delivery of the baby. The mummy was lying down with her back facing up but with legs standing on the floor. (exactly like doggie-position) I didn't know whether the volume had been lowered but it seemed the mummy were dealing ok and just popped like that there I saw the head of the baby; and the doctor skillfully dug out the shoulder, the whole thing smoothfully glided out from the mummy's. It's a baby boy!! I saw the tiny dicky!
Life is a miracle. Living up this life is another miracle.
it reminded me of one of the aj's posts.
Wishing upon the star I can be a mummy one day too.
as though.
Then I thought of my mum.
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