Saturday, August 11, 2007

Shucks...not again!

National day rocks...really rocks. This is the time with consequent days free from the bore of lessons and the monotony of school life(except the CCA,stoning and talk cock sessions) and I get to repay my sleep debt,my homework debt and every other debts I owe so badly whenever there is school. :)
But,aside from all the joy of school-free days,it seems I'm not injury-free. *sighs* less than two weeks after my previous injury completely recovered,I sustained another wound at the exact same cursed right knee. And this time it was no small skin graze nor abrasion,but one gigantic,humongous gaping hole that sinks into the flesh,thanks to the knife-sharp rocks I fell upon. *winces* Also,this fall did not just injure my poor knee,it came with a whole host of "friends"-torn skin on both my palms *shakes her head* which renders my hands rather paralysed save the wriggly fingers. How nice. And now that knee seems so active and eager,even more eager than me to run...it has been doing some weird bleeding intervals,something like 2X0.1cm(two spurts of runny,pus-filled blood travelling a distance of 0.1cm on average) within half an hour. Many thanks to Siew Min who was so worried I would run out of blood. Not to worry gal,I'm sure I won't run out of blood...for now. And thanks to Miss Teoh who gave it a good bathing to clear all the coagulated blood around the knee and saving me from looking like Michelle-the-red-kneed-girl.
The pain wasn't there when I first fell,but it started to sting in a indescribable way,something like as though some idiot is constantly applying alot(and I mean ALOT) of pressure on a bruise(aka blue-black,or what we call "orh-cheah"). Yeah,that's the stupid thing I have to go through for the whole of next week and maybe even the following,given the fact that I rejected the option of stitches. No more stair climbing,no more jumping,no more fast runs. I can only settle myself(with gritted teeth) with slow long runs,all the while looking like some constipated freak,because I have to try really hard to keep the leg straight. For those who are about to call me "siao" and ask me to stop training,thanks for your concern,but your well-intentioned advice will fall on deaf(and stubborn) ears. It's just like asking a fish to stop swimming and go hiking instead. Haha,bad analogy,but yeah,hope you get the point. :p

Left hand...the most minor injuries

Right hand...with more torn skin

And the disgusting,gaping right knee,active during one of its intervals