My Leg II

Alright .. i'll continue from here...

then at SGH . i got on a wheelchair .. and got around the A&E, go for x-ray and stuff ... then saw the doctor , she said . according to the x-ray , im fine. no serious fracture and stuff. just rest for a few days, i'll be fine and kicking again ! i was super glad .Until she instructed the nurse to inject me in my butt ! awwww !! its been some time since i've had an injection since the days when i dislocated my elbow, back in sec2. when the needle went in... i could tell you , it was more than an ant's bite. its piercing. could feel the needle's friction in my flesh . till i let off an audible argh ! that the nurse apologised.

you know . i diddnt blame anyone . but its just a 'phobia' i should say , that i developed back then . i wasnt afraid of injections at all before. but until recently , the last time i had plenty till i got scared of it. i remembered there was this plastic tube, size of a yakult straw, into the back of my hand. its an 'adaptor' to further inject some anesthesia (whoo! i got this right in the first attempt), while they fix my elbow back into position . then it was again, a cast , and then disaster striked, i developed chicken pox, after i was discharged after a one night stay in the hospital, and you know, there will be fever following , i had high fever, something close to 39 degrees celsius, i remembered, and i had to be sent to hospital again , for some vaccination and blood tests. 2 injections in a night. its real bad man. seriously, i pity myself for that.

but , where was i ...? ooh.. ya ,the nurse apologised and yes, i got wheeled out, and collected medication . i thought to myself, yes ! at last ! from that day onwards, i was limping .. wherever i walked to .

but days gone by , the swelling did not subside, but it got worst as i carried on with my daily activities, going to school , walking around , until it was covered with bruises all over. until it looks like a zombie's leg. i thought it was normal, and so , i planned to wait until i see a bone doctor (i forgot the word for it). until one day , the doc, called to bring my appointment forward. and then i went for it .

then the doc told me there was a very minor fracture, and if i do not cast it up, there will be repercussions when i grow old .

thats how i got it casted up ...

THE END

My Leg !

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Hello hello everybody! today , im gonna take this opportunity to inform and educate everyone of you about what actually happened to my leg. Hence, this press confrence is held. as you could see the state of it right now, with the bloody crutches (not literally ,of course) and a stupid looking cast. i am carrying a fractured leg. sounds serious ? not exactly, its actually a very minor fracture, quite invisible to the eyes of a normal person ... how i wished the doctor is a normal person (saves me from all these trouble).

Now, right to the beginning, 7th July 2007. It was the day of my event. 'chill out soccer night'. Turns out to be kinda successful . lots of my buddies turned up, to support the event. thats why i say , they really rocks the world. i owe them one. Thanks ! alright. now comes the main story, it was piacial (farhan, wang, kt, wilson, me) vs i dont know what (but one guy from that team directly caused the injury-yanting is his name btw).

kick off. wang shot from the halfway. got deflected off the wall onto another player of team i dont know what. with his face towards his own goal. unaware that i was behind. i went forward to tackle the ball. got it ! but the touch was too heavy . then i went forward to chase the loose ball. then comes yanting. coming forward, chasing hard just as i was. dashing towards the ball , i tried to gain control of it. but then came an idle leg, i collided into the guy, losing his balance, as much as i could remember, he stepped onto my ankle and i fell straight onto the ground, back first, skidded on my back for a few centimetres.

not sure whether my jersey was torn or what (i haven't checked). i was stunned. immobilized for awhile. then i knew something was wrong. i couldnt move my leg. it was all numbed up. i looked to check if it was broken or something. phew. it was not. but the left ankle was immediately swelled up. about 1-2 shoe sizes more. players start crowding around me. checking if i was still concious. some conversations with me.

unknown player 1 ," can or not? can get up?"

myself," wait . let me rest for a while more."

unknown player 2 ," i think you cannot play already la . get up to sit aside first." sympathatically.

myself," DUH ! like that how to play !?" im sorry ! i was rude. not in the right state of my mind.

kt," anderson ! cannot play right? go and be keeper." i tell you .. i felt like punching him --- if i only i could....

then shi bin came . and got me on my one leg. i hopped off the court to sit on a bench. the game went on . until the end of the game. which we lost, the rest of my team came to check me out. i waited for the other team to get out, and of course for yanting to come check to see if im alright. to no avail. he went back to his group. opposite the court. then i told jieyong to ask him over. i need a word with him. and so he came.

myself," eh , you know what happened just now or not ? you stepped on my leg you know ? look , its all swelled up. i might claim medical bills from you if it gets too heavy for me to handle you know ?"

yanting," yes. but you know, it was not unintentional (WHAT !, but i know he meant otherwise, was just nervous or something). you should know, its soccer. this kind of things will always happen. you know ? and i dont have cash in my wallet right now. "

myself," i know, but i also know that its not fair for me to bear my own fees, its not like i was doing a silly stun and i got the injury, its you who stepped on my foot ... not even 20 bucks ? (no he replied) then i told him, alright, nevermind, give me your contact number. i will get back to you ." and so he did. i dont know whether he gave the real one. cause when i called him to give him my own number, his phone wasnt with him at the point of time. but nevermind. if he really gave me a fake number, that goes to show his real character.

then soon after that. 9pm, the lights of the court goes off automatically. and so , everyone packed up and left. his friends came over to apologise. and i accepted , thought it was just a sprain and it would heal naturally over a few days. then i asked if my gang, wanted to go for supper. and so we went. gary came and thank god he did. drove us over in his 'wish'.

when we arrived, the guys told me to check whats wrong at the clinc. and we registered and went on to supper. kt was piggybacking me . as i was hopping all the way from the carpark across the road. it was still continuing to swell. i thought i need not inform my parents so as not to worry them. you know they always over react....

then we had supper, and went back to the clinic with kt and wilson. the tv was showing rhianna was on live earth. then came my turn. the doctor told me that the swell looks serious for a sprain. and so refered me to SGH. and now. i had no choice but to inform my parents, to drive me to the hospital. then they saw me into the vehicle and we went to SGH....

wow .. the post is long.. i'll continue in the next post ... to be continued