Iran War Update

  There appears no end in sight.

Trump definitely doesn’t know what he’s gotten himself into.

Iran is surviving better than most would’ve expected.

The people in the GCC especially Dubai and Doha, do not seem to be alarmed by the fact that this war is only just beginning and rescue flights can still go in and out of the GCC states. Who knows if this will escalate further and desalinations plants, more oil depots and airports will be completely decapacitated. Only then will true panic set in.

Hopefully this whole situation will deescalate instead but let’s see.

Trump is definitely going to find it very difficult to 下台 now.

It’s Off

 Dad’s surgery is off.

I guess I have next week super free now.

It’s feels weird but I suppose this is for the best.

Who knows what other twists there will be.

What A Weird Year So Far

  It’s been a very weird year so far.

The general feeling is negative.

Life isn’t great, health is great, family stuff isn’t great, work stress is rising.

Haven’t travelled at all this year and have ZERO travel plans and it’s already March.

Yet wealth is increasing at the fastest pace ever.

It’s a very weird year that feels very off somehow.

Hopefully the not so good parts will improve.

Operation Date Is Set

 So my dad has decided to undergo the suggested operation.

It is good in the sense that it was what I’d have liked for him since he is able and deemed healthy to do so.

That said it is a tough thing for him to go through. No matter his choice of next path, all roads are life changing, so the decision is certainly not easy.

Hopefully the surgery goes well as expected.

Iran Has Been Hit

  The US and Israel have begun preemptive strikes on Iran.

This was somewhat expected considering the recent military buildup and warnings.

Gold and silver will certainly spike upwards.

So will oil obviously.

The stock markets will tank come Monday but there is a bit of dependency on whether there is any deescalation tomorrow.

Always notable that Trump always starts market tanking shit on Saturdays so I would not be surprised if they get back to the negotiating table before Monday’s open.

Let’s see what’s going to happen.

Target Retirement

 Ok so here’s my goal in the medium term since I am getting on with age after all.

I hope to retire by age 55.

I hope to have at least $2.5m in liquid investible assets at 55.

So there, I said it.

Now to work towards this goal.

Wallow

 Been generally feeling down lately.

Because of all this that’s going on.

Yet it feels like this is going to be a huat year for me.

Alas but huat is not equal to health.

Sigh.

I know it is the circle of life.

But why now?

The Doctor Choice

 Ok.

We are down to choosing the right ENT Surgeon.

Or at least it’s my father’s choice.

• Dr Leonard Tan
• Dr Tan Ngien Chye
• Dr Siti
• Dr Gerald Tay

I hope he quickly decides and we can get the operation dates all firmed up asap!

Prognosis

 Went for the prognosis with mum and dad.

Dad’s situation isn’t the best.

As in the choices that he has are difficult.

Yet there are silver linings but still.

And things could deteriorate rapidly if he delays or wait.

As his son there are clear choices I’d make for him driven by urgency and wanting him to live as long as healthy life possible.

But having slept on all that we had to soak in yesterday, if I put myself in his shoes, if a much tougher choice of the major procedure, with lots of high risk elements, with not sufficient guarantees that a life changed, will make him happy.

I feel like in the end, the choice is his and he will need to stick by it.

Sigh.

Special mention to the doctors and nurses and administrative staff of CGH.

For a public hospital that operates as a not-for-profit, it is a wonder these noble staff do what they do with so much compassion. They all deserve the good things in life.

Live Life By Its Moments

  I haven’t done this very often.

Spend personal time just me and my dad.

I picked him up and the first thing he asked was whether I remember the last time we spent together just two of us.

Maybe it was one of the trips with just me and him when I was in primary or secondary school. Krakatoa? Some kelong fishing trip in Malaysia?

That’s how long ago it was since it was mano a mano.

Anyway it was great chatting about everything under the sun from 9pm to around 1130pm.

We parked and set our picnic chairs facing the ECP sea and just talked for hours.

CPF. Retirement. My ambitions. My dreams. Awareness of who I need to take care of. Teapots. Auctions. The brain. Reminiscing. Our memories. Family dynamics.

Perhaps will try to do another round where we go jog our memories at Old House next.

It’s living life by these moments that matter.