Saturday, August 7, 2010
KIWI juice - for dengue fever
I thought it's good to share this piece of information with you all. KIWI JUICE is good for pushing up the platelet count when infected with dengue.
Something to share… My husband and I just recover from dengue…….my husband symptom is a bit different from me……husband dengue symptom….high fever, shivering, nausea, rashes, body pain… while my symptom …high fever, vomit, shivering, body pain and bad rashes…… the biggest difference is my platelet count did not drastically drop but my husband 's dropped until 18 and doc do platelet transfusion……all advise from fren & family I try to help increase my husband platelet…..crab soup and etc but its not work (maybe not suitable for him) until one day one of nurses told us to drink kiwi juice….since both of us admitted …difficult for us to get kiwi juice…luckily during dinner time…the hospital serve kiwi juice for my husband and slice of kiwi fruit for me…..the next day….my hubby platlet increase to 82 and my platlet increase from 150 to 169….and the doc allow us to discharged…..
actually I’m not really well…the next 2 days I do blood test again and my platlet drop again to 141……the doc quite surprise and told me if I still feel weak, she want me to admit again…..my husband bought for me kiwi juice and force me to drink….luckily after 2 days my platlet increase to 300….Another fresh story…my husband’s aunty also infected with dengue fever….her platlet drop to 76….i bought for her kiwi juice and the next day ...her platlet increase to 170…..and doc allow her to discharge….
The reason of this email is to share the miracle of KIWI juice ……pls share this email with friends who have being infected with dengue fever…..especially kids…kesian kalau anak kene dengue…….
A unique gift of 1000 songs
Taught that this will bring back memories
A unique gift of 1000 songs for you to listen as mesmerize
Never Annoy A Woman
A woman arrived at the Gates of Heaven. While she was waiting for
Saint Peter to greet her, she peeked through the gates. She saw a
beautiful banquet table. Sitting all around were her parents and all
the other people she had loved and who had died before her. They saw
her and began calling greetings to her, "Hello, How are you! We've
been waiting for you! Good to see you."
When Saint Peter came by, the woman said to him, "This is such a
wonderful place! How do I get in?"
"You have to spell a word," Saint Peter told her.
"Which word?" the woman asked.
"Love."
The woman correctly spelled "Love" and Saint Peter welcomed her into Heaven.
About a year later, Saint Peter came to the woman and asked her to
watch the Gates of Heaven for him that day. While the woman was
guarding the Gates of Heaven, her husband arrived.
"I'm surprised to see you," the woman said. "How have you been?"
"Oh, I've been doing pretty well since you died," her husband told
her. "I married the beautiful young nurse who took care of you while
you were ill. And then I won the multi-state lottery. I sold the
little house you and I lived in and bought a huge mansion. And my wife
and I traveled all around the world. We were on vacation in Cancun and
I went water skiing today. I fell and hit my head, and here I am. What
a bummer! How do I get in?"
"You have to spell a word," the woman told him.
"Which word?" her husband asked.
"
Moral of the story: Never make a woman angry . . . there will be Hell to
pay!
NB: The longest word currently listed in the Oxford dictionary is the
supposed lung-disease pneumonoultramicroscopicsilico
(45 letters).
Saint Peter to greet her, she peeked through the gates. She saw a
beautiful banquet table. Sitting all around were her parents and all
the other people she had loved and who had died before her. They saw
her and began calling greetings to her, "Hello, How are you! We've
been waiting for you! Good to see you."
When Saint Peter came by, the woman said to him, "This is such a
wonderful place! How do I get in?"
"You have to spell a word," Saint Peter told her.
"Which word?" the woman asked.
"Love."
The woman correctly spelled "Love" and Saint Peter welcomed her into Heaven.
About a year later, Saint Peter came to the woman and asked her to
watch the Gates of Heaven for him that day. While the woman was
guarding the Gates of Heaven, her husband arrived.
"I'm surprised to see you," the woman said. "How have you been?"
"Oh, I've been doing pretty well since you died," her husband told
her. "I married the beautiful young nurse who took care of you while
you were ill. And then I won the multi-state lottery. I sold the
little house you and I lived in and bought a huge mansion. And my wife
and I traveled all around the world. We were on vacation in Cancun and
I went water skiing today. I fell and hit my head, and here I am. What
a bummer! How do I get in?"
"You have to spell a word," the woman told him.
"Which word?" her husband asked.
"
Moral of the story: Never make a woman angry . . . there will be Hell to
pay!
NB: The longest word currently listed in the Oxford dictionary is the
supposed lung-disease pneumonoultramicroscopicsilico
(45 letters).
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