Porridge, with love

I was pretty sick yesterday so I went to the doctor. He told me my blood pressure was rather low and I have gastric. He also gave me a day’s MC to recover.

Early this morning, I remembered my mum saying something to me before she went off to work. Being still rather dazed from medication and sleep, I just nodded my head although I didn’t really catch what she was saying.

I work up at eight and walked into the hall and what do I see?


Lovingly made fish porridge from mum. She had to have woken up early to defrost the fish, slice it, cook the porridge and fry garlic bits. My mum rarely cooks due to her hectic work schedule and I’m touched she woke up early this morning just to make me breakfast.


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