Not everyone can be Dr House

I hate Winter.

I hate the chilly weather. I hate that I have to wear jumper all day long whenever I'm staying at home. I hate that there's no heater in the house, not that I don't want to get one, it's that I'm not allowed to get one ("It might catch fire you know?" says The Landlord. Yeah, right.), and I have to wear 4 layers of clothes and jumpers that feels kinda heavy when I go to bed at night.

I hate Winter that another accident which costs me another painful leg injury has occurred. It has been exactly a year after my knees were severely damaged and fully recovered leaving the dark scars.

It was in the morning two days ago. As usual, I was embraced by the beautiful sunshine penetrating through the windows and thought that waking up in this kind of moment would be another great start for the rest of the day. Preparing myself for a hot shower, I noticed that there was some water ponding on the vinyl floor of the bathroom, which I supposed that's because of the overnight condensation of vapour. There was some, too, in the bathtub.

I turned on the hot water tap and let the water flowed until it became evidently hot (till I can see the vapour coming out from the shower) before I turned on the cold water tap to adjust the water temperature. Well, that can be said as a routine for me whenever I take a shower during Winter, and chilly Autumn.

(Here's the climax) By the time I stepped my right foot into the bathtub, immediately I knew that I stepped on the ponding water, and slipped. My reflex saved myself from falling in a way that my body was leaning backwards, which I guess my spine could potentially hit the frame of the bathtub. The very best that I did was tried to pull myself forward and reach my hand to hold on something, and that had managed to balance my body.

Try to think this whole process in a slow-mo.

The next thing I knew was that I wasn't able to control my brain to stop my left leg entering the bathtub. My left shank hit onto the bathtub frame so HARD that I could hear a "bang", and could barely scream, or even shed a tear.

I know you are giggling right now. Or laughing out loud.

But let me tell you that it ain't funny, as the HUGE momentum hit onto the front bone underneath the skin of the left shank and the ENORMOUS pain had led me get out of the bathtub quickly and squat on the floor whilst my hands pressing on the impacted area, closing my eyes tightly, and the muscles throughout my body were twitching, for about 10 minutes. Maybe it was 15 minutes or so. The water was still flowing out from the shower.

That's the kind of moment which I don't willingly to start off my day. What a silly accident! Silly me!

And here I go again, act like a personal doctor to apply immediate treatment onto the swollen area which soon became dark-green in colour. With the absence of the traditional Chinese herbal alcohol-medicine, the only way that I could use was boiled egg wrapped in cloth and constantly rolled on the leg to apply the heat that may effectively decrease the amount of blood clogging between the skin and the bone.

I explained the theory behind this traditional treatment to the doctor which I've visited today to check on it, as the redness of the impacted area (which now has a small blister on it --- "overheated" by the boiled egg) is spreading further as compared to the initial situation: "...the heat suppose to increase the blood circulation of this area... I guess...". She described that it makes sense in a way that the "heat treatment" should be applied if such injuries occurred on the joints. In fact, when I asked her what's the proper way to treat it at the very first instance of the accident, she advised that "cold treatment" is the best; put some ice into a plastic bag and hold it onto the injured area.

"Ohhh....." Now I know.

Anyway, I was told that the spreading redness is due to bacteria infection. Oh great, now I have to take antibiotics during this holiday. And the injured area is now bandaged.

Perhaps I shouldn't pretend that I knew what to do to treat those injuries that I've experienced tonnes of times before just because they did work in the past. In fact, who would ever know that a hit like that can cause infection!

回忆的一部分

很多时候走到了必经的地方，都会遇到正在拍照/录影的路人。
是游客也好，或当地angmo也好。

当走路步伐很快的我抓得准时机，就会及时停下，让人停一停机/拍好之后，才继续往前走。

停不及的时候，feeling sorry，我有点罪恶感地成为了别人回忆里的一部分。每当有人看回照片/影片的时候，背后总有我这个不知名的陌生人客串了其中的背景。



这不会是我想要被人记住的一个方式。
但是想回头，除此之外，我从不被任何家人以外的别人当成他们日后惦记的回忆。

我脑子里，却有着数不清的别人的回忆。

斗早

从前，假日应该是个奢侈的时候，而奢侈的是在早晨里的时间，不管太阳挂得多高了，却还享受着躺在床上补回睡眠。

现在大三，到了早晨8点多就自动醒来，没有闹钟的作响，已经习惯了。

（oh wait，8点多还是很奢侈的行为吧 XD）

本来刚刚已经算好了时间，起了床洗了澡就去洗衣服。

还以为自己在这个家已经是最早起床的一个了，没想到泰国女比我更节俭，捷足先登，比我快的开了洗衣机。

阿。

明天。明天一定要更早起床。

肯定不会有人在8点前就让洗衣机轰轰的操作！

自己人

朋友又搬家了。
原因是她们的屋主声称没地方住了，要收回她们的单位住进去。
听她们说，她们在很短的时间内就找得到新的地点。
虽然是比较远，不过四周环境并不逊色。

今天七早八早就爬起床，准时到达她们家，和十几位她们的教友，浩浩荡荡的帮她们扛东扛西去搬家。

扛着不知有多重的杂物，走了不知多少轮三层楼高的楼梯，说不累是假的。
这是身为一个朋友应该做的事情。
不知从何开始，我渐渐了解到这个逻辑的重要性。
或者也当着是个以恩报恩的行为吧。

有时候想回头，若背后的backup有了强大的朋友圈，办起任何事还真的了如指掌。
看回自己，假设我果断要搬家的时候，我想我完成不了，因为所谓的自己人也只会协助自己人而已。

我不是她们的自己人。

已经七月了耶

时光飞逝。
眨一眨眼就已经过了半年。嗯。六个月里发生了很多事。
还记得2011还没到的时候，对自己许下的诺言，至今实现了吗？还是进行得如何？

我还真不敢回头看看之前说过了什么，而现在又获取了什么。
只因这半年来一切都太漂浮，口头上说的和实际行动完全没有在配合。

我在想，
接下来的半年，我应该要收拾一下生活，
趁这一个假期用力思考，
把要走的路都给草拟，
我知道接下来会比2010更好！