Thursday, September 30, 2010

Off to Outdoor duty

Will go off to Kem later today for trainer duty. I'll see if I can catch some pictures.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Offending finger

There they are. Pictures of my swollen middle finger, taken on Sunday.
Only a week after the incident have I started wearing elastic bandage to contain the swelling. And I've since endured curious questions from those who have seen my fingers. I didn't feel like explaining much to those who don't know of my trolley/Padas trip, so I just said I tripped and jammed my finger.
Still slightly swollen. Can't close my fist properly, and still a bit painful.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Cobbler cobbler mend my shoes..

It's been a week since Padas. A week since the finger is dislocated. X-ray showed no fractures. It's still swollen. It's still painful, especially if I accidentally bang the particular digit on a surface and I am being such a clutz these days. Oh the pain that shoots into the heart when these unexpected accidents happen. Mau pengsan, nampak bintang. I use elastic bandage to limit movements but somehow when I take off the bandage - for washing and stuff - mesti terlanggar apa-apa.
I went jog-walking at Likas yesterday and I could only look at the Wall with a sigh. I think this finger will take a long time to get back to normal.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Crooked finger

It has been some while since I last logged onto this blog. Thanks Bong for the heads up. ;) yeaa... gots to help myself..

Well, I've gone wall-climbing. There's this place near my school which offers this fun activity to people of all ages (Those who are willing to defy their terror for heights or those who simply love to see how far up they can climb). I didn't think i'd be able to climb up the 30feet wall with just teeny holds for fingers and toes. Thank goodness for beginner level walls. At least i didn't feel like a total sandbag.

I've finally also gone to Padas for white-water rafting - yesterdat. I actually was in a state of nervousness a few days before going. I kept on reminding myself that it was going to be ok and that if Fadhil's 11 year old son (Fadhil's a former colleague who's now a lecturer at UPSI) could do it, why can't I? Still, I was in apprehensive. I set my alarm at 6.30am yesterday. I came into awareness around 6am and felt a quickening of hearbeat. Gosh.

Anyways, can't type much now. My left middle finger is quite swollen. A souvenir from the trolley ride down the Pangi station. The train at Tenom doesn't and didn't run according to schedule. So, all of us went on board this homemade trolley which was the transport mode from Tenom town to the rafting starting point. The trolley ride was quite exciting, right up to the second where I heard a ping! and saw a flicker of something metal hitting the rail track. A few seconds later the trolley did an unexpected halt which flung me and my friend onto the railway track in front. I landed with a thud and a grunt. My face was turned to my left, not touching the track, and I saw the second phalange of my left middle finger askewed awkwardly to the left. The first thing that instantly went through my head was dismay at not being able to go rafting. I was practically there at the starting point. What came out of my mouth was," tangan sia patah, tangan sia patah." Which was not even true because it wasn't my tangan, it was just a finger. And I felt the angle with my right hand and didn't feel any fractures. My good friend pulled me up, whilst my other friend was coming up behind me asking me if I was alright. My crooked finger was pulled into position. I didn't feel a thing. I guess I was in shock. Well, I was ok. Never mind the bruises and the scratches on my shin, knees and left wrist. What happened? The ping I heard was the bearing of one of the rollers breaking. That led to the failure of one of the four rollers and that made the trolley go into emergency brake - and hurled me and my friend to the rocky ground. Kind of funny come to think of it. Yea... painful and eventful.. but funny in a way.
Went ahead with the rafting expedition. I couldn't grip so much on my left hand on account of the dislocated and relocated finger. So I sat on the right side of the raft so that I was gripping the T-bar of the raft paddle and the power of paddling would be borne by my right hand. Good enough. Aitelyu.... waves so high your heart was on your throat. Fell overboard at this rapid nicknamed Washing Machine (on account of the way the waves were churning and turning on each other) and drank so much water I burped many times on the raft afterwards. Of course I was 'resqued' and pulled into the raft again. Other rapid names I can recall are Headhunter point, the Lambada, and the Scooby Doo. Wah... would I go again? yes. Definitely.

Anyway..see I said I wasn't able to type much, type juga banyak2. Went to the hospital this morning for an x-ray to see whether I had fractured any bones on the finger. None. So, I'll be having a swollen finger for a few days as a reminder of the trolley incident.

School starts tomorrow. Can't wait for the next holiday!

Saturday, September 04, 2010

a whole month went by
life sucks at the moment
or has been for a while
keeping your head above all swirling mass of mess ain't easy
there is no light at the end of that tunnel
if there is
it probably is a train waiting to run you over.