Sprains = No fun

Got a nasty sprain on my left ankle while playing football. I will not delve into detail of how it came about but the swell was scary stuff. It was as big as a Fuji apple.

The funny thing about me getting a sprained ankle on Thursday is that I always wanted to know how footballers feel. And it sucks big time.

Plus on Friday, I got a freaking big pair of swollen eyes. So we went to the clinic to check it out. I finally discovered what I'm allergic to (the painkillers my dad gave me a.k.a. Indocids), which nearly landed me in the hospital. The doctor said that I was lucky to only have swollen eyes. If my body was any weaker, I could've gotten a full-blown asthma, given my medical history on it, which could have led to possible death. Yes, I wasn't kidding. I guess the acknowledgment of being close to dead is quite scary, although I've been through it once before. Anyway, I suppose Buddha wanted to give me a very hard lesson...


And I screwed up the phone call to her... Big time. Hope she can forgive me...

Maybe I'm Amazed-Paul McCartney