"And like the sea, I'm constantly changing from calm to hell."
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Nagkita kami kagabi sa meeting para sa medical mission sa Zambales 😱
Hindi ko ulit inaasahan. Mabuti na lang may kasama akong kaibigan na matagal na akong kilala.
Nganga. Ang nasabi na lang naming dalawa ay “Kilala namin ang isa’t isa,” “Oo, magkakilala kami.”
Mababait ang mga kasama niya na talagang pakay namin sa meeting. He tried joking a few times in the meeting, nagbigay ng konting input.
Mostly kaming lima ang nag-usap (kaming 2 tapos yung 3 kasama niya).
Natapat nga lang ako sa kanya diagonally kaya medyo mahirap magpokus. Pero normal naman daw ako sabi ng kasama ko. Noong nakaalis na kami saka ko sinabi.
Di ako nakatulog ng maayos kagabi. Lagpas 1AM na ako nakatulog kaya antok ako ngayon.
Noong Abril, nag-uusap pa tayo kung sino ang bobotohing presidente. Hindi ka pa makadesisyon noon, pero nabanggit mo na si Senadora Miriam Defensor-Santiago. Tinanong mo ako kung sino pipiliin ko. Sabi ko kung tumakbo sana si Duterte bilang bise presidente, siya bobotohin ko. Pero nabanggit ko na isang malaking punto sa desisyon ko ang kalusugan ni Sen. Santiago. Hindi na nga tumagal ang matapang na senadora.
May you rest in peace Madam. The Philippines has lost a great leader.
Sa wakas, nakita na rin ako ng rehab doc kanina. Dinala ko ang knee x-rays at MRI ko para sigurado (at buti na lang).
Patellofemoral pain syndrome it is. Secondary to chondromalacia. Mas apektado ang kaliwa kong tuhod; almost wala na akong maramdamang sakit sa kanan. Pero parehong mahina ang tuhod ko. Unstable kapag naglalakad ako, at mas hirap ako kapag pababa ng hagdan. Intact naman daw ang knee cartilage ko (hallelujah!) kaya most likely ‘yung sakit sa kaliwa ay mula sa pagbanggang knee cap (patella) ko at thigh bone (femur). 😞
Sa susunod na linggo na ako makakapagsimula ulit ng physical therapy. Pagkatapos ng 7 sessions, saka ako i-aassess ulit ni Doktora. Salamat sa HMO card, isa siyang biyaya ng langit – hindi ko na kinailangan magbayad ng professional/consultation fee. Kasama na rin sa benepisyo ng HMO ko ang 20 sessions ng PT. Salamat talaga Lord.
I’ve been thinking of my younger self for the past few weeks.
The months of April to May meant summer vacation. When I was 10, my mother told me there was an art class at the local elementary school. Staying at home will be boring (that mostly meant household chores and TV), so I decided to join. I was already drawing and painting on my own, but I was able to improve my skills in the art class. The instructor taught us how to use grids and circles for sketching humans and scaling. We were also taught lettering (serif, script, and gothic) and charcoal drawing. For coloring, we mostly used colored pencils and paint.
The previous year, I decided to resurrect my bike which was left for around 1-2 years in our shed. It still had the training wheels on – and I was determined to learn biking without them. My uncle, who was still alive then, removed the wheels. I was able to learn in two tries with just a small scratch. Riding became my ticket to freedom. (1999 was also the time where I was mistaken a few times for a young boy! I had a short hair and I used to wear whatever I want 😛 Even as I went into college and in my 20s, I’m usually mistaken by others for a tomboy. I just don’t fit with the stereotype 🙂 )
That summer, I rode my bike to class and back home. It was the time I had the most fun in my childhood. Summer ended and June meant the start of classes. Our art instructor had a shop in the province’s capital. On our last day, he offered me apprenticeship. I was very surprised – I didn’t expect it. I was the only one he asked from our class. He probably saw my potential.
I told him I’ll ask my mother first but I eventually declined his offer. I had to go home directly after school. Also in our province, it was dangerous for anyone to go home late since there were only few public transportation available in the evening bound for our town.
Although I wasn’t able to continue learning art formally, I still practiced on my own. 16 years after, I’m drawing and painting on my spare time. I’m planning to return to biking again this year. 🙂
Happy 28th birthday kahapon.
Session 2. Hindi na gaanong nanginginig sa malalim. Nakuha na ang breast stroke. Lumangoy habang hinahagupit ng ulan. Fifty shades of brown. Ilang sessions pababalik nako sa tunay kong kulay – bago nakatikim ng aircon at tubig na may chlorine angbalatko 😂
Konti pa Lord. At babalik nako sa rehab ngayong linggo. Sa isa or dalawang buwan, sana dahan-dahan nang bumalik ang dating lakas ko.