Signs of getting old....
For the past month, I've been feeling upset about my tendonitis - constantly blaming myself for bringing this to me for some stupidest reason. And today, I'm feeling very ... gloomy... how on earth did i develop this pain in the wrist?!?!After a week of sharp pain on my right wrist whenever i flex my palm or when i use energy and put pressure on it, I couldn't take it any much further and went to the doctor to confirm the problem. The doctor diagnosed me with "ganglion (cysts) of the wrist". What's the cause? Could be arthritis, injury or no good reason at all. :(
One after another, i develop pain on my joints. Is it my active childhood/teenage years (with all those banging and falling), or is it my drastic change between the active workout life (going to fitness classes 4 times a week for 6 months) and mundane, inactive lifestyle (its too cold for any outdoor sports in Sunderland...) ??
Oh no..... it could be just merely the sign of getting old!!!
I'm only beginning to understand now, why most people say they would rather live a happy, active and colourful short years than live till old age with sickness and pains and all the worrying in life.....
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Growing up with all-girl siblings wasn't all barbie dolls and 'masak-masak'. When all your siblings are sisters, one you of yous have gotta stand up stronger than the rest. While that would usually be the responsibility of the eldest sibling, I seem to have taken up that role.
As the years pass, the role becomes more substantial when parents age. You need someone to change the bulb, to clean the wall fan, to lift the boxes from above the cupboard.... and the list goes on. When one steps into this role, others will step back and watch, solely relying on you to get all the 'dirty' jobs done.
You learn to be independent, to be able to handle things alone, and you toughen up more than you have ever thought you could.....so much, that sometimes you tend to overprotect yourself....
With the wrist injury, I'm beginning to get spared from heavy lifting and anything else you can think of that involves using "too much" of the wrist. Its about time for my sisters to start helping out more. After all, I'm also just a sister!!
Or probably time to get more "men" to help out around the house! (Come on now...where's everyone's boyfriend when u need them??)
posted by kai @ 10:45 PM
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