<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340499</id><updated>2012-01-28T04:01:01.607+08:00</updated><category term='Karyna'/><title type='text'>Pauline's Weblog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pauline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340499/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pauline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pauline Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01214950584933063151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1188/1144986581_cb743a5c28_o.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340499.post-148628452842860914</id><published>2009-01-17T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T04:17:01.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karyna'/><title type='text'>What a relieve</title><content type='html'>Went over to my in-law's house for dinner.  Karyna was sitting on the sofa, happily eating her favourite bak kwa.  It's dinner time, I carried her to the high chair.  But she refused to sit in it, she threw tantrum and started crying.  Then I saw her face and lip slowly turned purple.  Then I realised that she was unable to catch her breath.  Really scared the hell out of me.  Luckily, she's alright now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I didn't know what to do at that moment. My mind just went blank.  To give her CPR (but how to?) or call the ambulance?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340499-148628452842860914?l=pauline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pauline.blogspot.com/feeds/148628452842860914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340499&amp;postID=148628452842860914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340499/posts/default/148628452842860914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340499/posts/default/148628452842860914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pauline.blogspot.com/2009/01/almost-died.html' title='What a relieve'/><author><name>Pauline Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01214950584933063151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1188/1144986581_cb743a5c28_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
