day 1693 – say no

i dreamt that i was really stressed at work and turns out i had a good reason to. three of my tech members were away or sick. it’s irritating when one of then has been missing a lot of time giving reasons like slept in, migraine, stomachache or lung disease. it bugs me how low their threshold is, to call in sick so hastily and so often. i, too, am in quite some discomfort, but here i am at work responsible and trying to get some things done

day 1134 – september blues

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it’s one of those hump days i could go without. i had a restless night wanting to vomit but couldn’t. i had a bad dream which made me concerned about the many make belief scenarios going through my head. i woke up with more pain than yesterday; it hurts to do basic things including breathe. i can’t quite describe why these thoughts are going through my head. let’s pretend it’s just part of the september blues, or maybe it’s just the back to school feeling after labour day

living through my falls

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it’s unbelievable how fast things could change and how far things could fall. outside my shell, it’s hard to tell i have lived through two very rough weeks. but beneath my shell, my life felt very close to the “underworld”, filled with mayhem that’s got me feeling rocking bottom. the descend started off with a week long fever, cough then cold. i couldn’t muster much activity during this time; i was bed ridden and under endless medication majority of the time. my body felt weak as ever; all the ground i’ve gained has been lost, and deep down i felt even worse about myself because i couldn’t do anything to change it. luckily, i had a personal nurse that took care of me and almost felt more concerned about my health than i ever was. just as i was recovering from sickness, the nightmare hit me hard – literally. ever since being struck at dodgeball playoffs, i felt like i was living in a really bad dream. having a concussion is scary because everything felt out of whack. my head and neck were throbbing, my movements were slowed, my speech and thoughts were disoriented, my appetite was affected – the bottom line is, i wasn’t able to function like my normal self. what made it difficult was i couldn’t tell people what i was going through nor could i disclose the severity fearing they will not let me continue with my upcoming events which means so much to me. i’m feeling slightly better with each passing day and a week after the incident, i can safely say recovery seems like it’s on course. thankful mo has been by my side during this rough span. just having his presence makes things better and gives me the inspiration to think on the bright side even when times get tough. i’ve fallen very far down and lost a lot of the gains i’ve been working hard at, but now is really not the time to hang my head. i’m not okay with myself and my performance in it’s current stage, so i’m going to make it right. i must get it together and make up that ground in a hurry. it won’t be easy, but it will be done