day 1325 – punctured 

i looked down at my foot because i felt some pain, only to see red. i spent two hours hiding in the washroom trying to stop the bleeding because i didn’t want my parents to know. as i want for the bleeding to stop, doctor friends told me to go emergency room plus get my tetanus shot done soon. my mom later told me i had left a trail of bloodied footprints from the kitchen and up the stairs to my room. so i still need to play queen’s tomorrow and hoping that an insurmountable of gauze will cushion the wound and let me play

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day 1320 – can’t catch a break

what are the odds of wounding both elbows in a day?? i hurt myself often and i’ve gotten very good at doing so. didn’t think the initial hit could be so bad until a saw a trail down my arm. my parents freaked out over it and gave me their best version of tape job. felt like my body clock was utterly out of sync today and couldn’t explain why . don’t want to think tomorrow is monday again and not ready to take in another week of work and busyness

day 880 – underconstruction crew

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a lunch date and christmas exchange with the underconstruction crew. i haven’t received my present from my secret santa yet, but i’ll take into consideration it must travel across seven seas. it’s amazing the friendship of this crew reached twelve years and counting. this girl and i shared incredibly crazy memories in our years at hamber. we had classes together, shared lockers, spent mornings, lunchtimes, afterschools, practices, post practices and weekends together. upon doing the math, it equates to over ninety hours on a weekly basis. we’d devote lots of those hours harassing and beating each other up to our heart’s content. even though we don’t see each other as often nowadays, she remains one of my dearest friend

day 442 – big bullies

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was happily minding my own business and rolling out the tightness before practice begins and this is what i get from a group of monkeys. this bunch of big bullies took this opportunity taking selfies while trying to harass and beat me up while i am down with messed up knees. two days and counting until we hit the road but still practicing even if i was on one leg because it’s now or never

day 400 – need to fix

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still in terrible discomfort and needing relief and adjustment is the current priority of my life. not understanding the cause behind all the complications and not long until i run out of patience trying to understand. someone help me do a knee replacement so i can happily continue living my life the way it should be. pain has been such a big part of my life, it is certainly a privilege to live pain free for one day. also noting that blogging my 400th day is quite an achievement

day 338 – releasing knots

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tightness all around my legs to compensate for all the parts that aren’t doing its job. paying the price all at once with some painful rolling and massage for not having been keeping up with releasing all the muscles and stretching throughout this prolonged recovery process. everything is expectedly tight, must stop being lazy and start stretching again. being held down or pinned to avoid uncalled for kicking, not what i would call the normal massage

day 321 – guess where i am

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taking what i deem as necessary steps to getting back on the mats, on the courts and in the gym. at physio taking orders, working hard and taking beating that will ultimately give myself the best chance and most optimal return date. here i know i am in the good hands of my physio and kinesiologists who is pushing me hard to train me better everyday. don’t ever change because you guys don’t let me slack