I have always been taking walking for granted, I mean, unless you are handicap for some reasons, we take walking like breathing, dont we?
However ... ...
However ... ...
On 20 March - my right pelvic joint was in great pain, I did not fall, I did not hurt myself. The pain came gradually but intensified in the night & it immobilised me. There was no improvement the next morning, I had to call my sister to send me to the hospital. I admitted myself to SGH A&E. The doctors did x-ray on many parts of my right limps, but no signs of fracture was shown. They were as puzzled as I was. Nonetheless, I was administered pain killer & muscle relaxer to relieve my pain. A MRI scan has been scheduled for me in May to confirm if I have Avascular Necrosis (AVN). I was discharged on the same day when the pain subsided (probably due to the pain killer & muscle relaxer). Gradually, I regained my mobility. Life went on.
On 30 March - That fateful Saturday morning, we brought AJ to Raffles Place to experience the Playsets of Yesteryear. I had probably hurt my right foot while doing this stunt. Well, I have forgotten that I have aged, & with the good intention to encourage my son to be more adventurous, I hurt myself unknowingly.
That night we had to attend an anniversary dinner as AJ was 1 of the performers. I had slight pain on my right foot by then but I endured in order to send AJ there (the father had to leave much earlier for rehearsal). The pain intensified during the dinner. 1 of my church friends came over to my table to check my foot & noted that I had sprained 3 of my veins! Long story cut short, eventually I made a grand exit from the ballroom on a wheelchair. Almost famous overnight!
I went to see TCM for acupuncture the next day, & soaked my elephant foot in strong alkaline water to reduce the swell. Gradually, I regained my mobility. Life went on.
On 7 April - my second toes of each foot got inflamed. The symptom is similar to that of gout but i have tested my uric acid & confirmed that it is not gout. The next thing the doctor wanted to confirm was whether it is Rheumatoid Arthritis. The referral check will be in July (public hospital - long wait). I seriously doubt it is Rheumatoid Arthritis. My instinct told me, but no harm checking. To me, it is more like a healing crisis since I have been detoxing myself for the last 6 months.
Today, I can finally walk without holding on to any support, howbeit, very slowly. I am so used to zipping in/out, I am so used to walking fast, but now I take 5 times the time to walk the same distance (with pain, of course). But I'm not dismay. It makes me feel thankful that I can walk. I know I can walk properly soon, I will.