The Confused Chocolate Eater: The Aftermath Part 1

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

The Aftermath Part 1

Yesterday morning, daddy brought me to the hospital to check on my back. I was feeling a little nervous because since that stupid accident my back has gone bad to worse. Typical me, I thought that maybe a little part of my bone cracked or became retarded or something worse so I was actually pulling myself back on going to the hospital. I usually love going to the hospital (what a weirdo) but yesterday was just…tortures. I mean, what if the result comes out bad? Does it mean I can’t dance anymore? Do I have to wear that annoying body braces? It’s pretty scary come to think of it. Funny thing was I insisted for an x-ray but my conversation with the doctor was like,

“Don’t think it’s necessary,”
“What? Why?”
“Just stay at home and rest. If it gets worse then come back for another check up,”
“Are you f**king kidding me?” Hahah! I didn’t say that. I wish! It was in my head though. All I did was nod my head. Be a good girl. Then the doctor said,
“Aren’t you sick of x-raying your body? You’ve been in the x-ray room so many times!”

Well it’s true though. When I was a kid I used to be the daredevil of the family. Of course, my brother was the culprit. He’s still is. Anyway, I used to do things that a little girl should not do. Jump from the top of the stairs, do stupid stunts with my rollerblade and bicycle, more stupid stunts with the playground swing. Yeah, things like that. It is all to prove to my brother that I’m better than him. Hahaha! Guess that proves it all! Oh well, pain for pleasure they say. So tomorrow I will be having a massage session with this lady, Cik Hasnah. Well I think that’s her name. Hope she’s gentle. Wish me luck!