It should not be permissible. There is a filing in my molar tooth, the filing suffered a ‘fracture’, fine, it chipped! This is not remotely what I meant by it is not permissible, of course anything and everything is subject to wear and tear. What is not, would be the duration of the ‘fracture’. I believe it had been a year! I have been eating with an injured molar tooth for a year!!!
Finally, I decided to make it a priority, and made appointment with the nice dentist – only because I needed to go for a medical consultation at the public clinic too, I need a referral to the skin specialist for my eczema problem which is becoming chronic.
You wouldn’t believe this, but the one thing that nagged in the head after I had made the appointment last week, for yesterday, was how to transport myself from the dentist’s to the polyclinic! It’s probably under 15 minutes from Point A to Point B, but it’s not within walking distance, and I am sure there is a bus service, but bus is far more dangerous when I don’t even recognize places, say, when do I alight!!!
I am a bigger fan to designated taxi-stands than flagging a cab off the road. Apparently, from experiences, the women around the suburb neighborhood, who are around during the day time, have acquired exceptional skill in ‘robbing’ your cab! See, I suspect they spend a great deal of time practicing the ninja skill, and I must have missed the flyer to enrol! They must have mastered a certain skills level, because you don’t see them by the roadside when you stood under the scorching sun waiting for the next empty cab to appear, then, just when the cab approached, the housewives ninja-skipped and appeared out of nowhere and robbed the cab off you silly!
Am I not glad that the husband decided to schedule his dental appointment on the same day too!
After the dental appointment, we went to the polyclinic to get a number. The friendly security told us to go get some lunch and be back at 1:30pm. I didn’t know they had lunch time, I am not saying that they don’t deserve decent meal, I just thought they rotate breaks.
It was perfect timing. The husband is forever hungry, so we might as well grab our lunch first. We went to the nearby mall and had Japanese food.
I had Unagi Bento – eel with rice.
The husband had Teriyaki Chicken rice and salmon sashimi – I am a cooked food person, except for salad.
We reached the polyclinic at 1:45pm after lunch. It wasn’t as crowded as I remembered. My last visit was for my slipped disc, many years ago. I was required by the employer to seek medical help at the polyclinic. It was one of the most horrid experiences.
My lumbar disc slipped and protruded. It hit on the nerve in any way imaginable. I couldn’t sit, stand, or lie flat without experiencing excruciating pain. The wait was very long, the ventilation was rather bad due to the huge crowd. The referral date was even more ridiculous. The earliest date that they could get me for the orthopedic was a month away! Somehow, that was changed afterward to 2 weeks. Long story short, aside from my fractured hand accident as a child, that slipped disc incident went side by side with the fractured hand, in terms of pain index!
I am quite pleased, this time around. The polyclinic was renovated, so I was told. They have improved on the patients distribution, possibly by categorizing the illnesses at the registration. Things are more organized and efficient.
I am very literal, and I really have difficulty understanding the basic questions when asked vaguely. The nice lady at the registration asked, ‘What can I do for you today?’. I had no idea what kind of information she wanted, so I paused. I would surely like to register myself for a consult, if that was what she asked. The husband who was by my side, answered, ‘Rash’. She registered that with satisfaction, so I guessed the husband understood what was asked. 
I am guessing that by doing that, it forms a primary filtering process in determining who goes where. Perhaps they group patients into chronic, follow-up, acute, and regular ailments, like mine.
We were given a slip to go to level 2, room 65 to 69. I was secretly grateful for the husband’s company, I might still get to where I should, but I am confident that I will make more rounds before getting there!
The waiting area is well ventilated with full length glass paneled windows that are wide opened. The weather in Singapore is forever unbearable for me, the humidity and the heat can really do nasty things to my eczema plagued skin.
The absence of air-conditioner is compensated with super powerful ceiling fans running possibly at highest speed. It was so windy, I had trouble keeping my hair in place! Oh, but I won’t complain about the fan, it’s better messy hair than hot sweaty skin.
We left the place at around 3:15pm, I would think it’s quite a reasonable waiting time.
It has been a very interestingly renewed experience with the public medical care, and the consult with the public doctor leaves an intriguing itchy kick in the head. Still, I am not complaining about it. It’s more of an insightful understanding into the behaviors and expectations of the practicing doctor and the general public, okay, perhaps I don’t count as general, I over think things but that enriches life, yes?
With that, we took off to the fun part of the day! We headed to my favorite mall, Great World City. We decided on “Battleship” over “Avengers” for movie, and decided against Gold Class ticket as they were left with just 2 seats by the side.
About 20 minutes into the show, 1/4 of the popcorn stuffed down the throat.. the mini-drama began…
Me: **turned head to face the husband** **With super dramatically exaggerated facial expression, and a voiceless voice** O.M.G!!! Is. This. One. Of. Those. Freaking. Alien. Shows!!!!!
Husband: **guilty look and managed a wry smile** yah!
Me: **Enlarged eyes to largest** >_> —-stare —- husband with silly smile
Husband: It’s like transformer…
Me: Oh… **satisfied expression, continue to toss popcorn into mouth**
Yeah, he had talked about Battleship since the movie was out, I didn’t think for a minute that it would be about Aliens. I had thought it was some sort of normal combat show. Of course, normal is not good enough for me.
The movie was enjoyable, although I can’t say that it’s as good as Transformer. The distribution of the roles and parts in the show is not as great. Too much time and uninteresting bits are put into the first 20 minutes (or so). Transformer, on the other other, has a winning ticket into anyone’s heart with the cute boy who has the funniest details designed for him, such as riding his mum’s cute bicycle, and his babblemouth personality etc. The Harper boy has a less interesting opening which becomes too draggy when he screws up things too often, again, with uninteresting events. Then, the rest of the show was fantastic!
After the movie, we had dinner at Cedele. I ordered my favorite carrot cake. I decided to give the other favorite – grilled chicken salad – a miss because I was still quite full with all the popcorns.
I also had a scoop of caramel sea salt ice cream. What can I say, it’s marvelicious! The caramel is fragrant yet not overpowering, and the sweetness is perfect. Each spoonful of the ice cream leaves an interesting hint of savory aftertaste. It’s a perfect combination, with sweetness and salty taste enhancing each other. Don’t let the ‘sea salt’ scares you, it’s really just a subtle hint of aftertaste. Not to mention that this is made perfect with generous amount of almonds in the ice cream. Now now, I have yet another favorite food!
Not many photos taken because I forgot my camera at home. I took these photos with my cell’s built-in camera. My last phone died, so I am using the backup Xperia Mini. I still don’t do well with cell phone.
