29 June 2006
pain and prejudice
the most significant thing that happened to me within the week caused me to miss work last tuesday. it wasn't as glamorous as i had hoped any injury related to me would be.i did not get into a fight in a club and a bitch did not slap me causing my back to hit the bar. crudely put, i slipped in the shower and hit my lower back on the slightly elevated portion that divides the bath area from the rest of the comfort room. a very eightees scene, i know. or very simone de bouvoir's a very easy death. yowza.
i managed to get my self up, with much moaning and screaming, and i even managed to put clothes on. i had every intention to drive myself to makati! when i lied down, i wasn't able to get up again. the family has not faced emergencies for a long time and this triggered my mother's favorite activity ever: paranoiafest. talks about having an ambulance come over to pick me up started to echo inside my room's walls and i was mortified to discover that she started to pack not an overnight bag but an entire suitcase. my second sister was also in on the fun, cancelling her appointments "to keep me company."
my dad arrived from the hospital (where he had his pm clinic) and was quite disapointed to find that i could still move my toes. i was whisked to the emergency room and there, in evita fashion, was hauled around in a wheel chair. don't cry for me...
my sister insisted on taking over the pushing duties and effectively hit the chair, and me, against everything that obstracted her chosen path.
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when they finally decided that i will be brought to the hospital, i had to negotiate our rather tall stairs. my dad had me put my arm around his shoulder. we haven't gotten that close for a long time. it was quite weird, he knowing how much i needed him at that time and me trying to walk on my own. the pain was unbearable. i was trying to hide a smile all the while.
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now i know how painkillers could be addictive. habit-forming does not even begin to describe it. it's that feel-good whoozy all my blood's in my head kind of hit. i love painkillers mainly because pain is not the only thing it kills. i'm on painkillers right now.
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