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Two Weeks Baby!

Hello, hello, hello!

Today is the 14th of May 2013 and Alhamdulillah, I am well into the second week of my journey. Who would've thought ey, that I would do this now let alone last till now. I am so thankful for this (as I've been saying so many times over in this blog that it's probably old news). But I am. So that's that.

The past weekend admittedly wasn't the best for me. It was swelteringly HOT and I suffered through a swollen ankle and a foot tendon sprain (all on one foot). Spent quite a bit of time in my "sauna-like" room resting my foot although I did try to make the most of the weekend by pushing myself to go out with my family even for just a bit. I suppose that wasn't the smartest thing to do when I eventually broke down in tears on Sunday (a.k.a Mother's Day to the rest of world) from the excrutiating pain. Nevertheless, I was still driving my family around but not after that drama. Going into and coming out of the car was torturous enough. Not to mention every single step I need to take to get to the loo or off the bed or pretty much anything. Gosh... How I wished I'd been more careful in my younger days not to have sprained BOTH my ankles. I am a clutzy person so my limbs are pretty much busted from the many falls I've taken. Heh!

Anyhow, I finally gave up trying to even push myself to overcome the pain "on my own", i.e. without the Doctor's involvement, right. So I cried to my parents and in the presence of my sister, Doc and told them blubberingly that I think it's probably gout or arthritis or something worse. Turns out it weren't those just as my Dad and sister suspected. It was confirmed yesterday when I limped over to the clinic (thank heavens I didn't have to drive there myself) that I had, on top of suffer through the old injury, injured myself further from folding my foot wrongly while I was praying. Yeah... lesson learnt here is when your ankle is in pain, don't go pretending you're all good and fold your foot in like a boss!

But thankfully I am almost all better now. The limping has gone from "DON'T EVEN TRY" to "relatively pain free"... or maybe that's the pain killers talking. Haha...
Either way, I'm not going to test my luck to fold my foot in for a while. Best to take it easy for a bit just to be sure it's fully healed. I need to be all good before mid-June so that I can "serve" Christmas on her big day! Yeah, she was pretty concerned about the swollen foot thing too. I mean, I would! Knowing that it's the "maid of honour" duty. Gasp!

Which brings us to today. I'm at work today and so far it's been manageable. Hopefully, it's not such a long day at work, eventhough I am seated most of the time. I's much prefer to be home early especially since my folks are around. It truly is like a blessing to have them around during a time when I'm feeling like crap about my foot. But I reckon it will be right as rain soon. Whee! =)

My injured foot :'(

14th day of happiness =)


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