i've finally scheduled a surgery for my dislocated shoulder. i've been diagnosed with a bankart tear and hill-sachs lesion, and according to my doctor, it's "damaged beyond self recovery". zzzz. for anyone interested, it's on the 5th Dec, 12pm, Gleneagles Medical Center. so i expect to see people there with pompoms and banner giving me support. WAHAHAAA. oh and apparently i have shifting kneecaps when i run. LOL. i'm so gonna get arthritis before i turn 40.
so anyway, i'm totally DREADING and FREAKING OUT about my surgery. reasons being:
1. I HATE SURGERIES. it's my first surgery and i've heard horror stories about being put on GA and yadahyadah. i'll probably cry while i'm being wheeled into the OT. yes i'm damn wussy.
2. my arm has to be in a sling for freaking 2 weeks. it doesn't help that it's my right arm so i don't see how i'm going to be able to drive around and work. eeeks. and i have to go physio. damn troublesome la. cannot drive how to go physio. baaaaaah.
3. no arm-related activities for at least two months. no running, no swimming, no paddling, no ball games. ultimate sianism. i'm totally going to turn into a ball of lard. raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar. i should probably invest in that osim Uzap thingy so all i have to do is sit on my bed and vibrate my stomach, thighs and arms. wahahaha.
SIAN DIAO. and i'm dreading ubin race this sunday. i hope my arm doesn't pop out. it's feeling unstable of late. raaaaaar. and i hope i don't sink.
AND PLS WATCH HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL. i totally heart zac efron. wahahaa. and i finally succumb to apple products and got an itouch. as much as i hate to admit it, i'm totally in love with it!:)
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i'll write you a song!
yes u better. i expect u to be there to serenade me before i get wheeled in.
About pt 2, having your right hand in a sling will make it harder for u to toggle the signal lights... not that its gg to hamper your style much..
button i'm not in sg to support you with pompoms. but i'll pray for you while i'm somewhere far away. and i'll find time to return you the gown that the mother has been yelling about. it's been YEARS. lol. my apologies really. it's so hard to find time to do anything. we can have coffeeeee and happy food to help you not think about the arm in a sling ok! i can't run but i want the std chart tank! :)
wow. your arm is really poor thing la. torture till that kind of state.
*pat pat* dont worry about the surgery. it'd be awefully scary. :p
and then you'd be fine. :D
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