funnisteresting physio

Salam.

Last monday, I went to see a doctor
and I also told him about my thumb.
yeah, ..he referred me to a physiotherapist.
I was like... err... B O R I N G *yawning*...

but,...
of course I went to the appointment..
I sayang my thumb okayyy...

so, how's the appointment??
how does a physio session look like?

It was like going to a gym..

but people just wear jeans or even kurung...

It was funny okay...
from the question and answer session,
till the exercise parts.
and not to forget, its wax therapy...
awww..waxxx okayy..haha :p

but before that,
confession: how I kinda injured my thumb?
not coz I picked my nose nor playing "one little two little three sunflowers, ...."
it was as silly as clicking my fingers to hear the wicked "ketak" sound...
but it was "oucchhh" that i heard! huhu

and I was 'lucky' that the physio also had 6 new female practical students whom constantly looked at me, trying to approach me to ask me bout the thumb and everything..
I slightly felt like an artist... and I almost replied "no comment" to their questions..*vain mode*

yeah, back to the session.
basically, one appointment consists of 4 sessions..


1) Examining the thumb.


ladida..ladida..
*skip* haha


2) ultrasound


i thought my first ultrasound would be after marriage... -u know when doc scan ur tummy for baby- (eh? eh? haha)
but this is a different one. It is a therapeutic ultrasound, with the frequency range of 3MHz
gel, probe, machine and of course my thumb..for around 10 minutes..
ala-ala massage giteww ..:p


3) exercise timeee

yeah, i was asked to play with beans....
yawwninggg..
but the feeling after that was kinda good.. rasa cam lembuttt je tangan I..
eh, tangan i memang dah lembut pon...
rasa cam, lebih lembut jer tangan...


and then, the second exercise is to bend and twist a rubber rod...
ala-ala perah baju uols...
my fingers tak rasa apa-apa sangat, tapi my arm yang lenguh lelebih pulak..
balik2 umah, check ada muscle timbul seketul...
jadiklahhhh..

and the last one that i like the most ...............

4) wax therapy

yeah right, it was not brazilian wax ok.. more to 'house of wax' i would say.

 

*from google image*

yeah..funny kann...
macam balut cempedak..huhu

I need to continue the physio sessions, for at least 4 weeks
but it would be at Hosp Teluk Intan..
ala.... haha


p/s: terasa weekend nih panjaaaaanggg.. tak balik ok! T__T

schoolpital candidate

Salam.

as usual, in the morning i went to the office to punch in..
and before i could actually grab my card, I heard a teacher said,  "hah, long live sara" (lol).
ohhh, i was actually the 'on duty' teacher for PMR today.
STYLEEE...

so the first english paper went smoothly..
no drama, no loud noises..
just the singing of the birds on the tree and my lovely (lovely ker?? more to apok coz sore throat T__T ) voice teaching in the class..
aww..hehe

drama began- second paper of English.
i was in the staffroom, marking books when i heard this one voice..
calling for my name...
"sapa guru bertugas PMR? ada budak pening aih"
my pen dropped...
breaking the silence of the room..


NO..


i was like, what?? the second paper for english just started lahhhh...
and was this boy had a slight shocked looking at the questions or whattt??

so i went to the exam hall...
searching for this boy who apparently sat at the baaaccckkk of the hall..
and with my PK HEM's suggestion, i brought him to a clinic.
this boy had a headache, that he couldnt really think and write..
so what was the purpose of being in the room right?

but at that time, I was kinda thinking
so yes, i brought him to the clinic..
then what??
how's he going to answer the question?
what about his PMR?
he was in the middle of english paper2 exam...

so i went to the counter and asked the nurse if this boy could be treated first.
well, because of PMR......
everyone else was looking at us, as if, this boy was about to die
as if, i am the mother of the boy?? eh? I wore a nametag ok..
plus, we didnt look alike pon! common sense ya! haha

during the check up,
several questions were asked
like, "did you eat this morning?"  --- yes, i eat rice
like, "what time did you sleep last night?" --- 12am
so after hearing 12am , the person said, " you should sleep at 9pm especially during this exam week"
upon hearing that, i was like.... what?? 9 pm?
ok, confession, I used to sleep at 9pm, especially last few months..
but now, my biological clock is getting better..
my boss je kot leyh tidor kul 9pm..huhu
but never in my student's life that i slept at 9pm, unless i wasnt feeling well..

so he was given a bag of iv fluid.
i asked how long will it take?
an hour..or at least 30 mins...
wow...

so there i was,
accompanying the boy, who supposedly sit for his PMR at that moment.
I was praying hard that he would be okay and could sit for the exam without any complication...

until...
i saw 3 cars with only the drivers came into the clinic's compound...
wahhhh... suddenly i felt like i was in a movie...
i am the on duty officer, with a gun in my handbag..
eh? handbag? no..
i am the officer with a gun on my waist,
guarding this inmate who was injured..
and then came other officers, taking turn to guard him..
hehe..

yeah, the other invigilators (and the head invigilator) came to the clinic.
they came with a sealed exam paper and stationary.
we asked the boy whether he could actually write or not with the needle stucked on his right wrist.
and we got the staff to prepare a room for the boy to take exam..at the clinic!
wahhh... exclusive ok.. a big air-conditioned meeting room in a clinic!
only the two of them...hehe
vavavava...

and guess what,
after an hour plus, the boy was feeling better and decided to take the exam at school.
so there it goes...
the end of my drama...
nuwanda, the PMR candidate and 3 other invigilators went back to school safely!

oh ya,
the boy got an exclusive room for two as well at school
and of course being given the minutes that he was owed, to answer the paper.

p.s: i met with 2 different Ws in one week.. interesting! *wink*

Tue

Salam.

Im not quite well.

currently having slight fever, runny nose, sore throat 

and sexy voice..

erkk...

ok, slash that...

and...

my thumb (its joint) is kinda sore.

right, my fault mann..

so, long story short,

went to physio and i found it funnisteresting (yeah, my mashed up word).

tomorrow, im kinda nervous ..

my students will be sitting for their PMR..

I pray that they'll get it through smoothly and successfully (the process and the result)

Insya ALLAH.

p/s: may every one be in a great condition and healthy.........

It Will Rain by Bruno Mars

Salam.

hi.. love this song the first moment i listened to it..
the lyrics, the music and of course... Bruno's awesome voice.
plus, it is in the Twilight soundtrack! awww....

this article was adapted from here :

Bruno Mars scores the first single from the "The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn – Part 1" soundtrack - The powerful ballad "It Will Rain", co-written and produced by The Smeezingtons, was released officially released on iTunes on September 27th, while the soundtrack disc hit stores on November 8th, 2011 - Bruno described the new song as "think of the darker side of love". This is definitely the highlight from the entire 'Twilight' soundtrack.

If you ever leave me baby,
Leave some muffins (not the actual word peeps!) at my door
‘Cause it would take a whole lot of medication
To realize what we used to have,
We don’t have it anymore.

There’s no *beep*  that could save me
No matter how long my knees are on the floor
So keep in mind all the sacrifices I’m makin’
Will keep you by my side
Will keep you from walkin’ out the door.

[Chorus]
Cause there’ll be no sunlight
If I lose you, baby
There’ll be no clear skies
If I lose you, baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same, if you walk away
Everyday it will rain, rain, rain...

I’ll never be your mother’s favorite
Your daddy can’t even look me in the eye
Oooh if I was in their shoes, I’d be doing the same thing
Sayin there goes my little girl
Walkin’ with that troublesome guy

But they’re just afraid of something they can’t understand

Oooh well little darlin’ watch me change their minds
Yeah for you I’ll try I’ll try I’ll try I’ll try
I’ll pick up these broken pieces ’til I’m bleeding
If that’ll make you mine

[Chorus]
Cause there’ll be no sunlight
If I lose you, baby
There’ll be no clear skies
If I lose you, baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same if you walk away
Everyday it will rain, rain, rain...

[Bridge]
Don’t just say, goodbye
Don’t just say, goodbye
I’ll pick up these broken pieces ’til I’m bleeding
If that’ll make it right

[Chorus]
Cause there’ll be no sunlight
If I lose you, baby
There’ll be no clear skies
If I lose you, baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same if you walk away
Everyday it will rain, rain, rain...

p/s: this song is also in my blog playlist.. check it out! :)

more or less

Salam.

Wanting things are normal.
Often, when we have them, we always want more,
we want something better.
and when something better happens, suddenly it hits us...
that all this while it is not perfect that we are looking for.
all we want is normal, something common and ordinary.
People always want more,
enough is not always sufficient until we learn that sometimes, less is more.

p/s: not feeling well..

fight

Salam.

There are these two cats, they fight for my house my mom and dad's house, for a territory.
but the weird thing is, they are not even my cats.
So no matter which cat wins, it wont get the house
and they simply think that this house will finally be owned by one of them.
how could they fight for a thing that does not belong to theirs?
and how could they actually fight for... nothing?
but they actually could. coz they are just cats.
if i change this to humans, it would make more sense.
fight for nothing is sad,
fight for nothing without realising it, is even more devastating.

May all of us (including myself of coz), know what we are fighting for in this world.

p/s: sometimes it is just hard to say it out loud.. 

sign

Salam.

i have been ranting a lot bout being a warden..
and apparently it's not gonna stop anytime soon.
so this week, students went back home.
they actually went back home every alternate week.
and of course, before they could go back,
they need their warden's (ehem, me) signature on their outing cards.
so last night i actually signing more than 100 orange cards.
and i felt like an artist...*faint*

i signed the girls' cards first because they submitted theirs sooner than the boys.
and of course when i was signing the cards, i looked at the pic and what's written there... (obviously u'll see it)
a lot of things being written in the cards. like ........

ok, i could understand that girls could be expressive.
hence all those notes...
later on, i got the boys' cards.
bersih ok
it was straight forward. no notes and craps.

not until...........







i got the third group's outing cards..
for sure, these are the otais..
otai2 kan suka hantar lambat... pfts..

boys could be expressive and 'creative' too..
and otais have feelings too...


p/s: got my second duit raya last monday from Dato'... lol