The only reason why I'm up and running on blogger writing something on late night Sunday is because I had just read my favourite wordy blog ever and as usual I'm inspired to write more. Like after you visit a photo blog or NatGeo then you want to pick up photography, or after reading lolcats you want to get a cat. It's the overexcited inspired moment which usually lasts, in my case, for a quick half an hour. Before I am distracted away by books or God forbid, loldogs!
I am here to tell you about something quite important and serious...well to me at any rate. If not to inform the couple of flies in here then just to keep note of it. One resolution of mine is to write more, whether or not I'm inspired. I found that if one has to wait for inspiration to come before writing, it will never. The trick (I think!) is to keep writing, and never falter even when it seems to be the darkest moment and there is a discouraging lack of support. One does not have to conform to norm and the ordinary, but individualistic characters and thinkings and musings are the lifelines to each and every one of us. Everyone is different, therefore our ways of expressing ourselves are different. You may be good in the written form, or expressing visually through photographs, or drawing might be your forte...but what I have (whatever it is) is different and not the same as anyone else. Like the saying, 'Always remember that you are unique...just like everyone else.' Not exactly inspiring, but it's the truth. And the best would be just to take the first part of the saying and discard the latter.
Back to the 'quite important and serious' announcement (yes the resolution thing wasn't the thing I wanted to tell you about - it just got in the way). I was diagnosed with Costrochondritis on 29th December, around 5 days ago. I had chest pain the day before and the family doctor said that it was the dry swallowing of the antibiotic I took two nights before. Well, actually it was my dad who said it might be because of that, and I mentioned it to the doctor and he did not disagree with me but told me to rest and eat more ice cream and mashed potato for it to dissolve.
Unfortunately the pain did not go away. I had trouble breathing; it was painful and a stabbing pain which lasted for a whole day and the next...until I couldn't take it at work because it was so so painful that I went to see the doctor at a Mid Valley clinic. She was attentive and diagnosed me with the (I can't decide between using disease, ailment or sickness - perhaps I'll just go with Costo) Costo and said that it was an inflammation of the ribcage muscle, something about the cartilage and the spinal cord. She also said that the lump on my neck (which my local doctor diagnosed at 'heaty') was due to an infected rash on my scalp, which was a form of dermatitis. I had the scalp problem many months ago and thought it was nothing as it was just itchy and flaky but nothing serious. I didn't know that it would cause the lump on my neck, which I found around Christmas time and thought the worst.
So I had Costo and dermatitis. Not a great way to end the year, but at least I knew what was wrong with me. It felt so much better to have it diagnosed, and as I researched the diseases online I found that most Costo patients were women, and it can be caused from Repetitive motions like leaning over a computer and air-conditioning, both of which are present in my current work space. I do not sleep with the air-cond at home and I do not spend hours leaning over the computer at home because I prefer to read or sleep or whatnot, but I guess that the one month of working in an office has finally taken a toll on me.
It sucks because the last time I worked at an office, I gained loads of weight because I was sitting down and eating snacks non-stop and having really late dinners, but now I have to get inflicted with this painful chest-stabbing disease and it's quite disconcerting to know that I've contracted this after only one month.
How would it be when I graduate and get a 9-6 job at an office permanently? Would I have to take MCs every month and leave after half a year due to poor health? Would I have to work from home and be absent from society and the world? (Okay quit the drama Sam.) But it's true that I'm pondering what I can and should do...and I think that all of us know the answer. Me, you the one reading, and the two flies buzzing around.
This is where the dreaded E word makes its premier appearance on my blog: Exercise. *big gasps all around, a woman clutching her chest and faints*
But enough, I do not need more drama tonight. Therefore the E word is Eliminated (haha) and never to be seen again, at least until they come up with a better alternative to make us healthier without having to do that. *gags*
I have digressed greatly from my telling the Costo story, but to make it short as the two flies are buzzing off to sleep soon, it's been about a week and the pain is still here (admittedly getting worse after the hill climbing at i-City on NYE) and I can't eat chocolate or the kiwi fruit without feeling like I have a heart attack but the local doctor insists that food does not affect it and it's just psychological but I know it is not and he is wrong and therefore there must be something else affecting me - but I do hope that the Costo will heal soon as next week onwards will be a very busy time.
No time for the sick word, Samantha.