day 1541 – recasted

i was anxious to see my referred hand specialist also known as cosmetic plastic surgeon. i saw my bruised and shriveled up hand as he removed my splint to take a new set of xrays. after flipping back and forth a dozen times and examining my bone, he decided he wasn’t satisfied and wanted to reexamine next week. he sent me home recasted with a fiberglass splint only to do it all over again to decide if i require surgery or not. the splint is slightly less bulky, but just as uncomfortable. i pray for it to meld back together quickly so i can get back to doing what i do

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day 1529 – shattered thumb 

a blocked shot did all the damage. took it directly off my thumb and immediately knew it was broken but kept playing since no one was on site to confirm that. i couldn’t put my bottom hand on the stick, but i played on and eventually put one into the net. although netting the goal should not be my main focus now, it was definitely the saving grace of the game ending injury. i tend to downplay the pain hoping the injury isn’t as bad as it feels. two hospitals and four hours later, the hand specialist decided i can have a splint without immediate surgery. the night ended in a few disappointment, the length of time i’ll be out, and care and support that was present

day 1397 – sriracha spaghetti

made our own recipe of sriracha tomato sauced spaghetti for dinner. i’ll be picking up my parents from the airport tonight so this is the last homecooking while we have the entire place to ourselves. i enjoyed the freedom and peace, but one my priority it to embrace their presence and build better rapport like the good old days. today also marks the six year anniversary of my first foot fracture. i can’t say i’ll ever be able to treat it like normal again; paranoia usually takes over

day 1385 – elbows


second week into my rehab program with the chiropractor and it brought some good news. although i still am off limits when it comes to the gym, second week is noticeably better than the first. i no longer wake up feeling like a train hit me.  my chiropractor likes that my back progressing at his pace, but now has to check whether my elbow is fractured. after bending it and twisting it, i’m leaning towards no fracture

day 1003 – secret ingredients

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never underestimate the significance of a bubble tea and a fractured finger. a simple chocolate milk tea and roasted milk tea were the secret ingredients that kickstarted it all. the hasty stumble filled my dodgeball roster, and also brought us much closer than just teammates. little did we know i was ever so close to turning down the bubble tea run that very night; that could have rewritten the story in its entirety. i am glad i got roped into getting some diabetic drinks; the fractured finger also helped a little. it’s a combination of sugar, luck, chance and fate that did it all

day 870 – check in with physio

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physio needed to see me and i needed to see physio to assess and treat that finger and other banged up body parts of mine before he goes on vacation. i am very relieved when he said he’s almost certain it’s not a fracture and just a terrible sprain. although i am disappointed when he said i should still continue to wear the splint whenever possible. he didn’t even bother stopping me from doing my sports cause he knows me well enough to understand that’s not going to happen. the new kinesiologist shadowing today had little clue of what exercises i am usually given, so it was a chill day until the regular stepped in and changed all that. it’s the post physio blenz remedy i enjoy every time

day 869 – by the litre

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i don’t drink much water or liquid in a day but i was up very late trying to down this bottle of litre water cause i said i would. so i fell off the track this week due to the uncertainties surrounding my finger which is ultimately the deciding factor for my next competition. i was very down and worried to say the least but only bottle up all those stresses and downplayed it as much as possible so not to let others worry. the past four days have been horrible; i spent much time being stressed and depressed, and couldn’t will myself to do anything. enough of being a pessimist, no matter what my physio says tomorrow, i am going to get myself back on track at being the best that i should be. don’t write me off until physio gives me the verdict. but even then, just because i don’t go to this competition, doesn’t mean i give up on my next competition