Went for late night jogging yesterday. Completed my final round and less than 3 bus stops from home. As usual, I bypassed the empty plot of land and hurray, 2 more bus stops to go.. Less than a second, OMG!! I tripped over some thing and sent myself flying to the ground. There is nothing that can prevent me from sliding for a few centimetres after I landed flat on the rough cement, hearing the sound.. Zzzz.. that's it! I think I must have screamed loudly that the few guys sitting at the bus stop looked at my direction. It was so dim that I cant see my injury and limped to the next stop. Bleeding and bruises all over both my kneecaps and left elbow. Got to move on, with stares from the people walking home. Surprisely, one stopped to offer any tissue paper. How I wish a car will stop to send me home.
Finally reached my void deck. Lift is on level 5. Hurry up, come down; I cant wait to reach home to examine myself. With blood dripping from kneecaps to my socks, it was disgusting.. A boy and mommy got into the same lift. The boy looked with fear and mommy concentrating talking over her mobile was too busy to notice what's going on. Lift reached their floor, i think I am scared that boy, he kept saying "mommy quick quick, come out". Mommy still have no idea what happened. Upon reaching, I can see stars surfacing on my mind. And I sat down and looked. Yucks!
Wau lau, so PAINFUL! I got to shower and wash off the sand and particles. Really in agony!! But I have learnt, a must to do cleaning if not, I would suffer later.
Didnt sleep well for whole entire night. Not bleeding but was watery. When I woke up, tried to straighten my legs to walk but failed. Forgotten it, I cant go to work. Went to the doctor, was his 1st patient for the day. A day off from work and some anti-pain medication.
Sad. Miss work, miss the appreciation hi-tea organised by company and it's boring to be at home. Well, this will stay for the rest of this weekend.
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NAME: MRS GOON
DOB: 02 AUG 1978
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Friday, June 30, 2006
1:24 PM
Exercising is good. But injury is bad.
Went for late night jogging yesterday. Completed my final round and less than 3 bus stops from home. As usual, I bypassed the empty plot of land and hurray, 2 more bus stops to go.. Less than a second, OMG!! I tripped over some thing and sent myself flying to the ground. There is nothing that can prevent me from sliding for a few centimetres after I landed flat on the rough cement, hearing the sound.. Zzzz.. that's it! I think I must have screamed loudly that the few guys sitting at the bus stop looked at my direction. It was so dim that I cant see my injury and limped to the next stop. Bleeding and bruises all over both my kneecaps and left elbow. Got to move on, with stares from the people walking home. Surprisely, one stopped to offer any tissue paper. How I wish a car will stop to send me home.
Finally reached my void deck. Lift is on level 5. Hurry up, come down; I cant wait to reach home to examine myself. With blood dripping from kneecaps to my socks, it was disgusting.. A boy and mommy got into the same lift. The boy looked with fear and mommy concentrating talking over her mobile was too busy to notice what's going on. Lift reached their floor, i think I am scared that boy, he kept saying "mommy quick quick, come out". Mommy still have no idea what happened. Upon reaching, I can see stars surfacing on my mind. And I sat down and looked. Yucks!
Wau lau, so PAINFUL! I got to shower and wash off the sand and particles. Really in agony!! But I have learnt, a must to do cleaning if not, I would suffer later.
Didnt sleep well for whole entire night. Not bleeding but was watery. When I woke up, tried to straighten my legs to walk but failed. Forgotten it, I cant go to work. Went to the doctor, was his 1st patient for the day. A day off from work and some anti-pain medication.
Sad. Miss work, miss the appreciation hi-tea organised by company and it's boring to be at home. Well, this will stay for the rest of this weekend.
