My bad, I am lazying...

my arrival

Forgive me if I am now lazying. The truth is I still feel so weak. I was rushed to the hospital the early morning of Feb 28, but due to a lot of reason, say the traffic and my doctor's sched...plus we found out that our car was in color coding that prohibit us to use it...so we hailed a taxi and it was already late afternoon when I was finally admited to 11th floor room 3110...The Medical City. So my complaint was the sharp pain coming from my lower spine. The doctors asked my pain rate and I told them it was between 9 and 10. They immediately inserted an IV with pain reliever after allergy skin test. It somehow eased the pain gradually after...but the thing was that I couldn't move much. All the time that I spent inside the hospital, I was crying coz it was only a few days away from my booked flight to Japan. I told my dilemma to my doctors...and they said it could be rebook...I said no please. One of the advised I got from them was to undergo MRI...to which I begged off...simply becoz I was so afraid of the machine itself. But when my daughter said so...I did comply. So I prepared myself...and so it was done and one thing I could say...it felt eerie inside as if I have been buried alive. I was given something to hold on to just in case I did panic one squeeze means terminating the whole procedure...wow, that's wasting a little fortune so I braved myself and so it went smoothly. It's done and I was happy coz I made it at last.

While at the hospital, I was made to do some  physical therapy exercises under Doctor Calma's care. I never walk, they ushered me via the use of hospital bed on the first day and later on with the wheel chair. God is soooo good to me that I still can walk...so grateful for this alone. The pain I had was so excrutiating and debilitating...but still now I can walk using my two feet. And I had to impress them that I was getting well...but the truth is it still hurts til now, a lesser pain though...so I have to take care of myself coz I know this is a serious matter. But sad to say that when I was at the NAIA for my flight last 16th of this month...I was made to carry my big luggage (with wheels) weighing about 23 kls, lifted it to the cart coz no one was with me except myself. O-M-G...it was sooo heavy for my spine...so sorry for myself.

And so now am here now with my daughter in Japan...resting most of the time. It feels like I am still in the hospital coz all I have to do is just rest, sleep and surf. The moment I got home I threw up a lot, oooppsss sorry. The ride up above was so bumpy during the last half of the flight...due to strong winds said the captain (hooray for Capt. Bobby Gonzalez and company, yes I remember the name, I have to coz I am so impress that, that big plane landed so smoothly, as if it wasn't that big a plane)...

I am looking forward to our first Sakura viewing for this year, next Saturday...I love cherry blossoms...it means new hope...and new beginning!