Nil nil. Goodness gracious me… spent the entire night up just to witness a zero score match. Bullocks! Haha. I guess just take this as a teaser to the FA Cup final. Come to think of, who ever wins it wins a ‘double’ this season. Now that’s interesting. So that’s this weekend’s match, Monday’s another NBA, 23rd’s the ECC final, 24th the pirates… Man I can actually remember the dates of TV programmes…. How bad can it get.
YES. I’ve finally stepped out of the house yesterday evening. Not just out of the door and waddle cross the corridors, but out out out! All thanks to Carina and Scott, and yes la yes la… thanks ber…. =) thanks for coming all the way down to pick me up. It feels like it’s been YEARS since I saw the street lights. Marymount road was saying ‘hi’ to me as we rolled over it. Even the air-con in the car smells good. Right. Maybe that’s a little over-exaggerated, but the idea’s there.
Everything went well and got home safe and sound, when everyone else was asleep. Yaaay! Now I can’t wait to get this brace off. Hope the doc gives the thumbs up next Wednesday. Don’t think I can take another week of sit-and-reach stretchings… need to get some sun REALLY soon. I’m so like… faded… that I look like a jaundiced baby. And good thing I got my toe nails cut. Can’t imagine myself doing a full 5min sit-and-reach to cut the nails… and no, I won’t ask anyone else to cut them for me. Don’t ask why.
Oh, did I mention that I changed the bandage with the help of mummy (who’s very VERY tremendously afraid of looking at wounds and stitches)? I got a really FANTASTIC scratching session. ‘Orgasmic’ might not exactly be the most appropriate, but yeah. It’s ORGASMIC. I looked like a dog with a billion fleas under its fur. Okay. Wrong image I’m inputting there. Okok. Try imagining you scratching a cluster of mosquito bites… good eh? Ya. Multiply the goodness by 50. Somewhere there.
Really grateful that mummy didn’t pass out whilst changing the dressings. Brave lady. =)
YES. I’ve finally stepped out of the house yesterday evening. Not just out of the door and waddle cross the corridors, but out out out! All thanks to Carina and Scott, and yes la yes la… thanks ber…. =) thanks for coming all the way down to pick me up. It feels like it’s been YEARS since I saw the street lights. Marymount road was saying ‘hi’ to me as we rolled over it. Even the air-con in the car smells good. Right. Maybe that’s a little over-exaggerated, but the idea’s there.
Everything went well and got home safe and sound, when everyone else was asleep. Yaaay! Now I can’t wait to get this brace off. Hope the doc gives the thumbs up next Wednesday. Don’t think I can take another week of sit-and-reach stretchings… need to get some sun REALLY soon. I’m so like… faded… that I look like a jaundiced baby. And good thing I got my toe nails cut. Can’t imagine myself doing a full 5min sit-and-reach to cut the nails… and no, I won’t ask anyone else to cut them for me. Don’t ask why.
Oh, did I mention that I changed the bandage with the help of mummy (who’s very VERY tremendously afraid of looking at wounds and stitches)? I got a really FANTASTIC scratching session. ‘Orgasmic’ might not exactly be the most appropriate, but yeah. It’s ORGASMIC. I looked like a dog with a billion fleas under its fur. Okay. Wrong image I’m inputting there. Okok. Try imagining you scratching a cluster of mosquito bites… good eh? Ya. Multiply the goodness by 50. Somewhere there.
Really grateful that mummy didn’t pass out whilst changing the dressings. Brave lady. =)
Check out the hair… that’s missing. My leg feels naked.
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Orange sounds good… but that means we’re ending up with the same colour? Haha. Have fun at work! Oh and 28th May? Aren’t you just brewing with anticipation?
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Ooooo. I’ve got a visitor today!! Cool. =)
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Till our paths cross again.
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