The wriggling, pulsating, flesh eating, rot causing fat bastards possibly working their way up to the doggie's brain... ;_(
The initial extraction stages...
by Dr Linus n Dr Hiro...
Oh god... the stench......
It travelled n travelled n we had to take turns to smoke so tt the air around is actually bearable.
Dr Linus had to go off to quarantine for another job n left Dr Hiro, Dr Tea n Dr Dodo to deal with the rest...

The boys took a short break n sprinkled medication in hope of driving the maggots out n also cos they were dripping with perspiration...
Doggie's looking better ready... but still to no avail...
I dunno how to describe the extent of the damage....
the fiaking maggots ate into his jaw, his gums, his bone... n most of his teeth has fallen out...
a sliver of tissue is left of wat used to connect top n bottom jaw.
The maggots played hide n seek with us, burrowing deeper into red raw flesh so that they can stay in their enclave n cause more rot n dead tissues...
They went under one part of the gum n came out on top next to his singular tooth left as if a tunnel had been created already...
Dr Tea suggested tt maybe they dug the new KPE ready lor..
Sigh..
I couldn't stand it anymore n despite surpressing scratching n itching (dodo hates worms! has phobia! will cry in the event worm lands on her skin!!) pulled on gloves n gung ho-ly took on a 3rd pair of forceps n dug in with the boys as well...
Water was boiled so tt the extracted bastards gets fried once outta their bloody meaty retreat..

This is the last of the maggots we took out from poor doggie...
n the last 5 or 6 containers r like brimming with boiled crawlies.
We took turns spraying doggie cologne n hair tonic in the air so that we can breathe...
The stench continued to be overwhelming...
Just imagine putting yr nose close to a dead mouse lar!
The entire operation took us nearly 3 hours...
By then my nose was snuffed up with the bad smell...

But ain't he looking better??
I wonder how is he doing now.. i hope the flies n watever maggot-spawning bastards dun lay anyore eggs on his open wound..
Wat he probably needs are antibiotics n a sterile environment to heal in but unfortunately it can't be done lei...
sigh...
My heart went out to doggie even though im not a fan of schnauzers... ;_(
I went home n the sight of a bunch of maggots pulsating n hiding among doggie's flesh haunted me throughout dinner time...
The stench waft up upon me every once in awhile n i wondered if it was purely pychological...
I still dreamt bout it this afternoon while snoozing after returning from Perth..
Argh.*
So tt's for u Rach...
u wanna see maggot pics right?
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By 10pm... i was exhausted...
The Boyfriend brought me to Prive at Keppel Bay n had been the sweetest to me tt night right from me being a bitch bout the parking situation at Vivo City(which by the way has really fucked up parking), to hearing me go on incessantly bout maggots, n surprising me with gifts...
In any case, my standby duty started from 0000hrs.
I was expecting a worst case scenerio of being called up for the 0730hrs reporting flight for Shitney as my standby code was for the 380...
So there we were chilling n making plans for the rest of the night.. ;) *winks*....
N i was adamant on not making concrete plans n complaining bout Murphy's Law....
You know... when u make plans, they will be disrupted.. n vice versa kinda thing?
When i got a call from Control at 0110 hrs...
C: "Lilin??" (my cheena name lar. My DoR*nn is registered in my IC n is there so i dun understand why this bugger dun call me tt. he probably dunno how to read properly -___-)
Do: Yep? Oh i got a call from a 501 number jus now but i tried to call back n i can't get thru. sorry
C: Yeah. Lilin... u gotta report Straight to aircraft ah.
Do: HUH??!?! WAT FLIght!??!
C: It's 322. the departure has been changed to 0230.
Do: WAt?!?! London?? Do u know where i live?? i Stay in the West lei!!!
C: Yar. i know. but we got no choice. we r calling a whole new set of crew cos the aircraft on ground n the other set step down. We also calling some from Woodlands one u know??
NO WAY IN HELL M I GONNA GO FOR A 13 HOUR FLIGHT WHEN I HAD only 4 HOURS sleep in the last 24 hours LAR!!!!
Poor Boyfriend raced me home after i shakily had a cigarette n called Sponge on advice how to get out of the situation n not be penalised for it...
My face was white n i was panicking cos im just damn bad at telling lies lar.
I dun wanna go i dun wanna go i dun wanna go!!!
Cos i'm not prepared for a flight so far n so many days away from my Darling outta the blue... n im so tired how to work!?!?
Murphy's Law has struck big time this once.......
ARGH~
Wat more, i'm supposed to be at home n not out during standby period lor. ;(
So there.. Control gave me 1hr 20 mins to pack for a 5 day flight to a winter destination, do full make up n bun hair n fly to airport to report straight to aircraft....
KNN. u think i stupid is it!??!?
Maybe if i stay in Pasir Ris is possible lar..
But the wheels of my plan was in motion.
I added blue eyeshadow on top of my existing makeup n twisted my hair up n jumped into my uniform n packed watever essentials i would take for a regular nitestop in a record 45 mins.
Boyfriend got me to airport without breaking the speed limit in 30 mins, n by the time i got into the departure hall, the gate was closing...
Closing..... closing... closing...................
Shit, if a/c still not leaving at 0330 hrs, i might just have to go on it.....
..................................Closed!
I saw the giant tail of the 380 a/c pushing back while praying very hard n having my last cool down ciggie n............
oops! i didn't make it!
But i tried my best to!!
REally!!!
; } yee hee!
I then made my way down to Control, full of remorse(yeah....) n visibly shaking n outta breath (more outta the adrenaline rush of getting out unscathed than anything else. ;D).....
N found out tt the poor flight left minus 2 crew.
None of my biZ! whaahahhahah!
I have no ethics one!! ;p
Cos i no longer give a shit!
The asshole at the counter even suggested i pax to London on the 7am report flight to replace the crew on the way back.
it was already 4 am then lor
Lucky the other lady was nice n empathised with my situation n said i have to go home cos i did not have winter clothes n cos i lived so far away from the airport n put me on standby from 2pm in the afternoon onwards instead......
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I was all smiles when walked outta Control n collasped into Boyfriend for much needed hug...
:)))
Yippee!
I had to turn up at Control anyways else i would have to write explanation letter etc etc etc.....
So that was my Friday...
My extremely long, busy n eventful Friday...
Which only ended at 0530 in the morning when we retired to Bf's place in the North east....
Control called me for a Perth flight on SAt morning.......
N obviously i did not have enough rest before the flight... zzzzzzzzzz~
Wat can i say...
One of those incidents which makes me hate my job!!!!
HATE!!
I can't wait for March when i get my $$! ;p