Showing posts with label Don't look at the problem. Look at the solution.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Don't look at the problem. Look at the solution.. Show all posts

Sunday, 18 July 2010

Let it all end.


I will be strong. I will be fine. Let it all pass. Painlessly.
Is that too much to ask?

Breakfast-ed and semi lunched with JKT today. 
Woman. 
Lunch means 2-3pm. Not leave by 1pm!!!!!

Anyways, I bought a new mattress today:3 money fly fly
It will arrive this Wednesday so I just have to bear with it for a few more days!!!! 
Thanks to this, I have half a mind of selling Chiriko. someone please stop me D8

My back is killing me T_T 
It is killing my weekends too as I can't move around and all I can do it to sit, stand and lie down while complaining about the pain accompanied with classical music on the bose system much to my mum's annoyance.

I am getting pretty worried. Screw that thought. I am worried.
This morning, I tried to carry a chair. Well, perhaps the word to use should not be carry as all I was trying to do was to push it into the table. So it should be phrased as I tried to lift a chair this morning.

Just a simple chair made probably from wood with a coat of paint and a cushion. It could not have weighed more than 5kg? I managed this 'giganormous' feat of lifting the damm chair some 15cm off the ground while my back screamed in agony as if I am carrying a 300kg chair for about 10 seconds.
Thing is, this is just a stupid chair. How on earth am I going to manage my bags, gears or even my girls? I mean every single plan I have in my mind just happily evaporated away as my back cannot take the pressure.
I asked. How how will it take for me to recover. I was answered: If you are lucky, 1 week. If not, months. Perhaps the unspoken word 'years' might have even passed his mind. 
I am trying my best to be pathetically optimistic about this. For once, my acting skills are failing me. I am NOT fine. I am pathetically weak and 'time' is taking her own sweet time as usual.

I know the drill. Thoughts become things. Choose the good ones. But I can't see anything good about a twisted spine and a dislocated pelvic bone. 
Would you call my name? :(

I am so screwed.