The Ultimate Motivator

It was love at first sight and feel.

It demanded that extra attention in a crowd of its own kind.

And it was my biggest splurge before my timely mishap.

Meet my biggest form of motivation, my biggest current love.
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Its a 3.5 inch to be exact (I just had it measured).

I am giving myself 6 months to wear this.

I just can't smile, smile without you...

Yes, I love that oldies song. Don't you??

For periods of downfalls when one needs guts made of iron + aluminium + copper + manganese ++ (read: alloys) that have strength, free of rust and colourful, there can only be the true friends (minus family members) to the rescue.

If you can't get what I was trying to point out, never mind. But just to note, I am not a major in Chemistry. I am just trying to share the burden of The Cow, with her taking her Masters in Applied Chemistry (please applaud together with me if you think she's insane). And don't say I didn't warn you of any geeky comments.

Ok coming back to the story, ever since my mishap, I've been overwhelmed by the attention that I got. Its absolutely astonishing to know how accurate rumours go travelling until it came to the ears of people that I am still "amazed that they are still interested to know about me". It puts a big smile on my face that I have probably made such a remarkable existence in their lives. :):):)

But of course, nothing beats the people who made it a deal to hold my leg when I had to be wheeled into the washroom, ate her lunch with me, etc etc etc.

Although the nurses were gushing as to how true friends I have in them, they replied by saying they hate me. Yeah right. :p

And one thing took the cake today.

It was a blog post dedicated to me. That, I was really moved. Thanks again, son.

Those made the iron. The aluminium was probably the unstained friendship I have maintained with all of them, whether from secondary school, college or university. And the colourful metals... Their personalities speak for themselves.

And I'd like to end this post with a quote of the day:

In any community, there is bound to be a target that people will make fun of. And it just so happens to be... her, no matter what their reasons are...

Yeah, its a strange quote. But it got me and the Glitters laughing like hyenas.

Hospital (Part I)

I was never hospitalized in my entire life. But predestined things in life just got me magnetized there.

For starters, I am amazed at the number of needles that had spent their mere seconds to days in me. But I know now, the pain of diabetic sufferers, for example, since they have to inject the insulin themselves. Seeing the blue-black marks at my hands, arm and leg, lets just say I feel them now.

Being a patient in 2 different hospitals in 15 days also made me do the unexpected: I started comparing which hospital was better in the different ways.

I know, its bad enough I have caused a dent in my parents savings for my hospitalization and operation, but, hello, the bottomline is, they paid. And I am supposed to feel the comfort from there (that's what my dad even said to me apparently).

So I was not happy with a certain hospital's "doorbell service". Terrible enough, I could even make my way out of the restroom (with the help of a kind soul who handed me my crutches) and washed my hands when the help finally came to me. The same hospital had the typical hospital food, which I can't really complain much coz they are supposed to be hospital food anyway. But too bad, I was met with high standards at another hospital that offered probably normal restaurant-quality food. And I am still salivating at the thought of the fried chicken chop they served...

Ok ok, I am a foodie. I am naturally choosy over quality of food, wherever I am, in whatever condition I am.

Moving on, I wish to thank God for giving me a new lease of life. Of coz, no one really knows how I feel when I start imagining a bus running over me. :p

I wanna wish my dearest AZ too for putting up with my whines and demands to come to my side for 2 nights in a row and spending time with me till late then. But of course, I think he freaking owed me that time for not visiting me during the earlier hospitalization. Ok ok, baby, I'm kidding.

To my one and only Glitter who showed up, Bo-Kin-Kin, thank you my dear for showing up wearing the same of pink as the bed curtains. :):):) Ok, I shall not tease her too much, once school holidays start, I'll be at her mercy to plead with her to let me go out. Heh.

And thanks A&W for coming with a Cleo and loads of crap to pass my boredom. Although I cannot really buy those pretty stuff now, its a good good issue this month. ;p

Nah, one of my rare public thanksgiving moments just passed. So don't expect more in the near future.

Right now, diclofenac and paracetamol have clouded part of my mind. So I'll just save my best bits for tomorrow. Till then...

All Knocked Down

I think many of my friends would have known by now that I am currently being warded at Changi General Hospital for being involved in a car accident. Just to avoid myself from having to repeat the same story a million times, I'll say it straight here.

Okay, I am not exactly fond of crossing at the traffic light junction in front of the flat I live in. So I jaywalk, like all the time because it is nearer to the lift landing. And so, I did my normal jaywalk route last Sunday when I was going home after tuition. It was my fault that I failed to check before crossing the lane nearer to my flat.

I'd need you to imagine The Matrix. From my point of view, I just saw everything spinning around. If you were to ask me whether I felt any pain as I landed on the car's bonnet and smashed my pelvis into the side-view mirror, everyhing was just a blur. All I remembered after that was me trying to drag myself onto the pavement at the other side. It was then I realised I could not even walk.

The Malay family in the car that knocked me down did help me. They have even visited me quite a few times at the hospital. Nice family :)

Anyway, I realised quite a few things from this accident, aside from the dangers of jaywalking. Heh.

It just wasn't my time yet. As I was lying at the left lane, the traffic lights turned red and stopped all the oncoming vehicles.

I took many things for granted, like going to the toilet. Due to my broken pelvis, I am currently on R.I.B aka Rest In Bed. No getting up. But of course, as if I could when I cannot even sit up on my own without assistance.

I wish to thank all those who have taken all the trouble to visit me. I really really appreciate your gestures. You guys have made the past 2 days an enjoyable stay here. And I wish to also thank a certain friend who made it to my ward near midnight, despite the fact that he was probably tired after work.

And my family and relatives... No words could explain how much strength I had gathered to overcome this obstacle. And for my sis, I know it always has been a love-hate thingy with her, but for staying by my side yesterday and helping me to reach for things and such, I really am thankful to God for having such a sister. And Siti, no, I did not treat you like an amah. Heh.

No worries people, I will stand up on my own soon, thank you for all your concern... Ciao!!

Ps: By the way, I am using my laptop in the hospital now. I never knew there was wireless here until my dear sister told me.