Friday, April 25, 2014

Update

Sitting here on my bed, my body cramping from lack of movement, I am now aware of the difficulties being physically disabled. People always claim to understand the inability to move about or function like a "normal" person, but who really does? Needs are needs. Disabled or not. Temporarily or not. I constantly have to pick myself up from the bed, use that one "crutch" that I have to move around the house. I try to minimize movement on my injured leg but it hurts every time I have to lift it up slightly or even just shift its position. 

The truth is, it's not easy not being as physically agile as a "normal" person. Being confined to the bed helps less. Granted, it does give me more time to explore the Internet, more time to blog and more time to read. But it is exam period now, and being bedridden only serves to bore me with the constant adherence to an uncomfortable position. I can pay no more than five minutes to my studying materials spayed out on my bed. 

The other day I was faced with excruciating pain. My knee and ankle injured and swollen, I had no choice but to visit the doctor in a wheelchair. The feeling of disability overwhelms you the moment you sit in a wheelchair. Now I understand why my grandmother hated to be placed in the wheelchair despite her ailing condition. Now I'm not saying that the wheelchair is bad, it is a wonderful tool for people who need it to function. But I was constantly worried about how to use the toilet if I needed to, and how I would move from one storey to another, being inexperienced and all. 


At that point, I was not only feeling the pain from my leg. I was also experiencing intense pain from my cramps. I could feel my entire face turning pale as I tried to bear with the excruciating pain from my entire body. I had taken Panadol two hours ago, but the medicine was not taking effect. Perhaps years of taking only Panadol Extra has dulled my body to the effects of normal Panadol.


I left the clinic in this condition, knee wrapped up in a bandage and still uncertain of my situation. I was to visit a bone specialist for further examination of my injured knee and ankle, though ostensibly and upon an X-ray examination, it had not been fractured. It is now the fourth day of my injury and I am still unable to walk unassisted. The doctor said it would take more than a week for the swelling to reduce, seeing as my injured knee has swelled to almost twice the size of my other one. 

Anyway, a new post on SunnyFoodBunny will be up tonight! It would be great if you would like our Facebook Page and follow us on Instagram! The support really motivates me to continue updating the food blog with lovely food pictures and reviews. 

Till next time then :)

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Bedridden

Lying down on the bed as I type this post with my phone. I'm currently bedridden and unable to walk. Yesterday morning I blacked out suddenly while walking and fell, spraining my knee and ankle. My cramps were so intense that I almost fainted again. I vomited a little (although there was nothing but bile to vomit so that was an exceptionally horrible experience) before Panadol came to my rescue. Lol. I'm too reliant on Panadol. My knee is extremely swollen and my ankle has this large gash from the fall. My ankle is also swollen so I absolutely can't put pressure on either my ankle or knee, hence the whole bedridden thing. Been lying on my bed for the whole day yesterday. Sigh. 


This sweet darling stayed by my side to accompany me, although she occasionally stepped on my swollen knee when she got excited. I love her so much.

Yesterday I saw this video of a dog owner torturing her dog by making him wear a collar with spikes (that was against his neck) and pulling it hard to hurt him when he didn't follow her instructions to fetch an object. I was so angry. If I had been there, I would rescue the poor dog and bring him home and sue the dog owner until she's behind bars. I cannot fathom how people have the decency to abuse animals. How can they derive joy from seeing pain from these helpless creatures? Not just dogs, but animals in general.

I was watching this Japanese cartoon last night (yes I still love cartoons lol) and there was this part where a stray dog fell into a raging river. I felt so much inexplicable sadness despite the fact that it was just a cartoon. Although the dog was eventually rescued, I still found myself tearing. Perhaps my injury made me more emotional but I really feel strongly towards the plight of animals. 

Okay gonna end this post now! Hoping for a fast recovery!! Bye! 

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Twin Shadow







"We will never be apart
I'll never be alone again!
Cause it was you call me up
When I couldn't shut my mouth
About the last love that did me in!
I couldn't sleep, you said, "just sleep with me!"
I couldn't speak, you said, "I'm listening!"
And if it breaks me down, I'll be around
Until it's you my new love!"
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Just updated SunnyFoodBunny with some new posts! Do check it out! :D 



Monday, April 14, 2014

Hectic




Life has been extremely hectic lately. Tons of work due, tons of tests to take. I feel like I haven't fully recovered from my most recent sickness. I keep getting headaches everyday, preventing me from studying or sleeping. It's really hard to cope especially since finals are approaching. The tests this week aren't helping either. 

Sorry for the whining, but I needed a venue to mope a little before heading to school. Uploading this post on my phone zzz.

Here's a cute picture of Sushi to lighten things up! 


Okay bye! 


Monday, April 7, 2014

Sick


I'm sick today.

Been down with the flu and sore throat the whole day. Its a wonder that I'm not down with fever too. 

There are so many assignments and tests coming up soon that I'm starting to feel the weight of university life pressing down on me once more. What makes it even worse is this darned flu. I couldn't sleep last night because my nose was blocked and I couldn't breathe. Breathing through my mouth only made my sore throat worse. 

Horrible timing to fall sick, I know.



Wednesday, April 2, 2014


“It was at times a long, difficult road. But I’m glad it was long and difficult, because if I hadn’t gone through hell to get there, the lesson might not have been as clear. You see, kids, right from the moment I met your mom I knew, I have to love this woman as much as I can and as long as I can and I can never stop loving her, not even for a second. I carried that lesson through every stupid fight we ever had, every 5 a.m. Christmas morning, every sleepy Sunday afternoon, every speed bump, every pang of jealousy or boredom or uncertainty that came our way. I carried that lesson with me.”
- Ted Mosby 

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Red Blood, Red

Today I cut my finger.

And as I watched the blood seeping out of the wound, I felt the effervescence of life leaking out of me. What could have sparked such spontaneous melancholy from a single cut? The sickening realities of life overwhelmed me in an instant stupor. We numb ourselves to the pounding rush at the back of our heads telling us that we are drones committed to the hasty routines of daily life. 

I feel so drained now.

Red blood, red.

I'm gonna go plaster my wound now.