False hopes. Despite us finishing up all the work that were allotted to us by Friday, we still were ordered to return to camp tomorrow morning because the real exercise will be kick-started then. On a Sunday. What a wonderful ORD exercise, if it even is an ORD exercise in the first place. :(
I'm getting worried for my dad's health. On Wednesday, he experienced a sudden substantial increase in his heartbeat and had to visit NUH after diagnostic tests by our family doctor in his clinic rendered useless. Today, the problem recurred and his colleague drove him home after an injection at my family clinic. I was petrified to hear that his heartbeat actually skyrocketed to a staggering 150 times per min and the condition was even worse on Wednesday! He's scheduled to receive further tests in NUH next Friday and I pray nothing serious will evolve from it. Probably a result due to an accumulation of stress and frayed nerves throughout his life, I suppose the only preventive measure is to stay calm and happy.
As it later transpired, dad had had previous encounters with this condition about 10 years ago but they were extremely sporadic. His second sister happened to face this problem at the same time and had controlled her illness by drugs. These revelations had stoked up my fears of it being hereditary. I certainly hope not.
scribbled at 9:33 PM