day 1856 – disassembled

pain is something i have a lot of experience of and much tolerance for. of the fifteen years i’ve been seeing my physio, i never felt so close to passing out from the pain inflicted. wanting to get me back into my sports and away from dysfunctional shoulder, he didn’t hold back and completely crushed me into bits. i laid on the massage table for an extra minute before i could regain my senses and pick myself off it and onto my feet. even at the end of the day, it hurt so much that my whole shoulder is numb and to the point it’s lost all its powers and ability to move. the analogy is a race car arriving at a pit stop to get ripped apart for repairs. felt a lot like physio tore me apart and reassembled my shoulder. this is the price i pay to fix my shoulder, but i’d rather pay for it to get me back in the game without restrictions

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day 1638 – gift of guava

apparently i needs to catch up on the world of fruits because a guava looks like a pear but taste or feel nothing like one. cut open the guava a fellow colleague left on my desk but didn’t end up liking it; at least i tried. back to the norm at work today – no tsunami warning kept my member at home, and no unreasonable deadline came my way. i am very glad i went in for a pit stop at chiro yesterday. my hip is feeling way better and up to par now. at least i can sleep at night without a heat pad and don’t have pain each time i sit down or get up. good call on getting it fixed before i head out to baker