- Push time backward (June 2006)
- Present Timeline : July 2006
- Push time forward (Aug 2006)
The flow of time has changed the form of my diary, from descriptive passages
back in the last century to the most recent set of photo diaries, and has now undergone another 'metamorphosis'
into a blog.
This is a recording of memories known as 'fragments of time'. Futher fragments will appear
as time passes by. Please click on the panels on the top / side to move the timeline forward / backward
for navigation.
Stepping into the 4th year of work.

Shopping again...
Hong Kong in the 50s


The Kowloon Walled City (九龍城寨)


If there is a time machine that can turn time backwards, I would wish to have a look at these scenaries. I saw these photos
in books before and they gave me strong feelings about the past that is long before my existance. Life should be much more different
from now or perhaps everyone was just living in a completely different world. But at least, this was Hong Kong. The photos above do seem
to tell a lot of stories that makes me really wish to experience them on my own. Also I wish that one day, I will be able to create my own
photo collection that tells story about my past.
Some of my very own photography can be found from
my separate photo diary - Click to view
Three current main things for settle right now.
1) Getting used to the new work environment and routines. The first few days become extremely tiring and
after work hours became periods of "near-coma" experiences on the sitting room sofa. Work is so stressful
and every single part of the body became so overwhelmed by tension. As warned by a friendly colleague :
"You will never get used to this place... because you can never understand people at this locality"
2) Preparing for an exam I have planned for in September. Plenty of reading materials to go through with
the limited off work (and conscious) hours. Also need to sort out the flight tickets / accomodations / other
unsettled business related before this happens as well. Big check list.
3) Grandma's ill-health to be sorted out : Grandma got admitted to hospital with persistent physical discomfort
for months and in fact, more appeared of a problem of an apparent depression and refused feed and weight loss
and becoming too weak to move. Every one in the family already got exhausted with this after all this time
and wish there is a way to get things sorted soon.
Life is definitely getting harder as one gets more mature. A lot of lessons to learn.
After discussion with the doctor on the phone, Grandma underwent emergency operation last night due to intestinal obstruction.
There was a tumour causing complete obstruction and part of the colon was removed. All the pathology results are pending though
I know what could be worrying in mind. She was looking frail on the hospital bed today. I don't have a religion and I never
actually prayed, but I just wish she would be okay.
Her hands were cold and all I could do was to hold them and keep them warm.



Work is indeed very tiring. I was getting too tired to do anything after off work this afternoon and feeling completely exhausted.
I was getting too tired to even pay a visit for grandma, but apparently I was told that she did not look as bad as she was. I fell asleep unnoticibly
immediately after dinner and missed about one and half hour of what is going on around at all - A complete 'knock out' and suddenly lost conscious again (it gets more and more often nowadays).
TV was showing a lot of different dramas but I lost my concentration on any of them. I was too tired to read as well.

Entry on 4am, 14/7/06:
Grandma's conditions deteriorated with septic peritonitis (腹膜炎) and despite a
second emergency operation and transferral to intensive care unit (ICU)
for further management.
There was a call at 2am informing about her conditions and everyone rushed
back to hospital. On the taxi ride to the hospital, the radio was playing
the ironic "念親恩" from Danny Chan and added futher to the solemn atmosphere.
We finally got to the ICU and grandma was lying on the bed, looking puffed up
with intubations and connections to all kinds of life supporting machines.
Bags of fluids with drugs were spontaneously infused to her to boost up blood pressure but
responds were only marginal, only making her swollen up further after the apparent
kidney shutdown. Under influence of all the medications, she has already lost her
consciousness and the remaining signs of life were represented by the four fine lines on
the bedside monitor and the occasional bleep sounds.
The ICU Doctor interviewed with us about the deteriorated conditions and we
decided to keep her comfort before the last moments without further painful
interventions, after hearing a passage of conversation that I have spoke to others
many times before.
Due to the need of work on the coming day, I took the last look of her and leaving mum
and dad to accompany her. Despite trying hard, I failed to gain some short naps to
catch up before tomorrow's busy day of work.
I cannot feel anything at all. There is no actual emotions, no tears, nothing.
Having seen a lot of life and death situations at work before, I know what will happen very soon.
I know I ought to feel sad, but nothing came through. I feel blank inside.
Entry on 3:45pm, 14/7/06
Mum called this morning during work saying grandma passed away on 9:15 am. I could
feel the wave of sadness from the tone of mum's tearful, trembling voice. Dad sounded
very upset as well through the phone. I know it is not easy for them to face the scene
of death of their dearest but I myself am not too sure how to handle as well.
I don't have a religion but at least I do wish that there is a heaven, or there is elsewhere
that she is now at and free from all her current sufferings.
I regret that there was not a proper chance for both of as to have a chat before she left us
and since she became confused more than a week ago, I could no longer properly hear her voice
since then besides some occasional vague mumbles. I know that I would miss her but there is
nothing more I can do. Time cannot be turned back.


