What a Way to Start a Week
Just three days into the new unit life, I fell victim to illness.
It all happened during a turnout in which we had to change into the full battle order and run down to form up. This happened thrice and at the third time, while in push-up position and the FBO on my back, I succumbed to the pain.
I ended up vomitting and numbness surged through my body, from head to toe.
This turned into pain. To be specific, my lower right back and from my hamstring to my knees.
Ended up spending 2 1/2 days being warded in the sick bay at the camp's medical centre where not much treatment was given except a muscular jab, 2 litres of glucose and 6 tubes of blood extracted from me.
I almost died having needles being poked into me over and over again. Granted, for the 6 tubes of blood, they poked my skin more than 6 times.
Seeing how I was feeling no better, the doctor decided to send me to the hospital. Thankfully, I was not warded. No fractures but as the hospital doctor said, I'd prolly have something wrong with my cartilage, tissue or ligament.
Two weeks rest meaning light duty in camp lah. After which, I'll have to see a specialist.
We'll see how that goes.
In any case, walking around with a limp isn't exactly a most glamorous thing.
ALL that aside. I have more pictures to show, this time courtesy of Shahdon.
Nurul has got more pics but I'll get them another time.
A behind-the-scenes look.
The Very Narrow Backstage Area
People who like to ham it up.
The Virgin Suicides
And one last look before the curtains fall. Literally.
Folding Cloth is Always Fun
And the Stage is No More
In Such Crazy Times
Isn't so hard to find something to make me smile. Heehee.