I dedicate this post to my man @JoseSuen. Yeah. Like what I said in my previous posts, I am not that good at dedications but I think this post is more like sharing of what I have gone through before.
So @JoseSuen, you broke your leg. And I can feel the pain the first few minutes after the adrenaline rush had gone. It’s not that I can feel, it is more like I remembered how painful the pain was like after the first few minutes past. So you got into hospital and got hospitalized for a broken leg. Moreover, your bones had broken into two. I had that before. But that was at my left arm and I was like 10 years old. And I did not get hospitalized despite that I have two broken bones in my left arm. Whatever, I feel you man. This is like your first time you got your body parts broken and shit. I feel you though.
I still remembered the first time I broke my arm. I was like helpless and I was making shit out of everything. Even the simplest of things were hard for me. Like changing the channel for instance, I was like hollering to my siblings so that they change channels and shit. And my right arm was alright and functioning. But the time for dependency did not last long. I was really tested when I went to school and met all my friends. With my arm sling hanging from my neck, there was a time that I wanted to quit school because of my arm. The pain was excruciating and a day at school was like a day trip to hell. People were staring and asking and shit. But I got through it. Breaking an arm was like the end of the world for some. Moreover if one were to break a leg. The lack of one functioning body part was unbearable.
But I determined @JoseSuen. I determined that I would not let my broken arm to be in the way of my life. I determined that my broken arm would make me stronger than before. And I determined that I would fasten the length of time this broken arm would heal. I play. I go out. I eat with my heart’s content. That’s what I did @JoseSuen. The very first thing that I’ve done was making an instant noodle by properly cooking on the stove and stop making one with the water heater. That was my first step to independence. I know you can cook your noodles on the stove but you’re not confident. I know that. That expression on your face said it all. You know what I would do? I’d get that white stool (kerusi putih) that’s always been used by you to eat, and before cooking the noodle, I would put that white stool near the stove where it would easy for me to sit and monitor the noodle. With that stool nearby, you can stand and sit while waiting for the noodle to be done. Once it’s done, you can use your other leg to stand and pour the noodle onto the bowl from the kuali or whatever there are. For your first few times, I would be gladly to help you out. After that I know you can stand on your own. And from there too, you can progress from noodles to whatever you
want.
And for your leg, you should do something to fasten the healing time. Taking milk is a good start. I think I took milk before this too. Then you should do some light exercises just to get that leg to work again. What I did before was holding spoons and chopsticks. For you, I think you should stand lightly one foot and that’s about it. Do for a few minutes and you’re done. I can only think of that as a light exercise for you. Yeah, I know it’s gonna be painful and shit. The first few times are always painful. That pain would then deter you from doing more. Don’t stop at all even though the pain is unbearable. Just bear it for a while. Think of it as a small
step for better times ahead. No pain no gain, no guts no glory right?
I am writing this to you because I share the pain as you did. Having a broken body part is not an easy thing to go through. But we have to go through it because we’re chosen to have this kind of injury. We are the lucky ones to have all this injury. Imagine what story we can share with our sons later? We already have the wisdom of having broken body parts and we can share that with our sons so that they would be more careful and shit. We are the lucky ones @JoseSuen. Believe me. We are real man for having this kind of injury. I broke my bones twice. So I am manlier than you. Haha.
People that have not broken anything can say whatever they want because they have not gone through what we have gone through. They can make fun of us, laugh at us, shit at us but we know better. They can say this and that but do they know what it really felt like? No. Since they can only talk and not actually really felt what we felt, it is better to just laugh with them and not get offended. We know how karma can be a
bitch right?
I might be younger than you but take this piece of advice from me as a brother to you. I have gone through this pain twice and I know what I am talking about. So yeah. That’s it.
