The Smiles in the Little Things We Do

I gotta write about this. 

You know, I was working with boss and my sales training manager last week and we went to see some doctors in Tung Shin Hospital. 

There is this doctor, name is YB who is known for his.. Attitude really and his influence in his field. :)

He actually said this: 

'This rep is a good rep. She comes to see me often. Don't give her a hard time.'

The fact that he said this, meant a whoooole lot to me.. 

I guess it's true, that you earn the reputation you plough. I did. Another doctor said the same thing too, which is much appreciated. Coz that only means that I am doing my job, and am doing it well with the stakeholders. :) 

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On another note, it was a hectic weekend, but with much to look forward to. It has been awhile since I took the effort to dress up to meet a date. 

I was nervous. I actually got butterflies in my stomach. Hahah. And I was stupid enough to ask my date on what he wanted to see on his date, thinking he would say "anything looks good on you I'm sure", mana tau he said "I like ladies wearing off shoulders."

Lesson learnt: Don't ask a guy what he wants to see. He might just come up with funny answers that you will have to live up to. Haha. 

 

But it was fun, dolling up, and although I think I over-dressed a bit for the occasion, doesn't hurt to know that I think I looked pretty good that night. And he did too. He looked like he had a golf session den came over to have a night out with me. Which was nice. 

It was a decently good night. Fun, and awkward. Which is surprisingly a very nice combo. I left the place smiling to myself. 

Think my off shoulder is sexy. 

What do you think???

 

 

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But how did one day become so happy, and suddenly the next day became such a sad, sad day???

 

We buried Rocky the next morning. It was in the afternoon. It was the most painful, but right thing to do. I carried him in my arms, the final walk to the hospital before I placed him on the table. Swarmed with tears, I watched the whole process in tremendous emotional bitterness as the doctor euthanizes him. The mass on his neck has clouded his vision, brains even. Doctor said his condition worsened dramatically. He had another maggot attack upon his lips, the night before sis and I did the "operation" of removing it one by one. 23 maggots altogether. I almost died. Like literally. He looked at us both. I held his paws. I gave him his last kiss. So did sis. He didn't look like it was painful. In fact it all happened in less than a minute. His heart stopped beating. From the drug overdose. My first, and hopefully my last euthanasia in this lifetime.

 

I couldn't go through it again.

 

We buried him near the padang. Made him a pretty little tomb in a rectangular shape. All four of us took turns with the shovel to dig his grave.

 

It was a sad, sad day.

 

I'm missing my evening walks with Rocky already.

 

My evenings seem emptier now. With one less reason to return home early.

 

I miss you Rocky.

 

I hope you have made new doggie friends in heaven by now. I asked God to wait for your on the other side when you were on your way. I'm sure He welcomed you with open arms.

 

You have been a good, good dog. For 13 years. I am lucky to have known you, and to have had the privilege of taking care of you in this lifetime.

 

Until we meet again...

 

RIP.

 

 

lotsa love.