I had my stitches taken out on Monday. And surprisingly, it was okay. Of course, my gums are still achy and sore but according to my dentist, that should subside with time. Cross my fingers.
Yesterday, I rested as much as possible to give time to my body and gums to heal more. But this migraine is sooo persistent. Of course, before I could actually rest, I had to wake up early and follow my Mom to Sunway Pyramid. Why? Because I am officially taking over from my sister in the Ladies Tuesday League. Sigh. I haven't bowled in a super long time, and I KNOW I definitely don't have any form. But yeah. I had to go bowl. Don't get me wrong. I love bowling. Just.... this gum-sore is definitely not making it enjoyable. I reached Pyramid, and I looked at the line-up list. What? I'm playing against the No.1? Not a good start. All in all, I played okay, but not good enough 'cos I still lost (well duuuhh!). Ooooh, my elbow is sore. Never mind, I will go rest after bowling. And I did.
This morning, I really was worried for a bit. Thought I had overslept. But no thank GOD! Got to Padang Merbok at around 5.35am. Hung out for a bit and there was some idle chat until something caught my attention. PJ session had what??? 40 grunts? OMG! I hope that doesn't happen to us.
We started the warm-up as per usual, with jogging, knee lunges and arm exercises. I was, at first, startled to find there weren't going to be any squat pulses. Okay. We walked towards the field. And yeah. We all found out the reason why. Sarge Sim says "You shall do 60 grunts." Belatedly, my mind registered the fact. What?!?!?!? 60?? Did he say 60? or 16?? Nope. 60 GRUNTS. Apparently 'cos of latecomers. Nyahahaha?!? Before I could fully understand what was happening, my body dropped down to grunt position. In my head, playing over and over, 60 grunts O.o I am definitely not dreaming as I feel the dirt and grass under my hands.
After it was painfully over, I dimly remember hearing Sarge Sim saying we have to do alternate exercises. We did jack knives, all sorts of push-ups, bicycle kick (dunno what's it called) and god knows how many other exercises. By this time, my thighs were burning and my left knee was protesting. Even my elbows were complaining. But NO! I'm not gonna give up. Yeahhhhhh it was over.
Nope it's not. We fell into our respective ranks in one file. We (as in rangers) started running in a lap around the field, while in the meantime Seals and Deltas have to continuously work on whatever exercise that was required at the time. Oh dear. This means, if we take a longer time to finish, they have to do it for longer. I was starting to slow down. No. Don't stop..ugh.. need to run. I think perhaps another 20-30meters more to go and I was slowly going down, but some of my rank mates bounced back and Henrik (THANK YOU!) grabbed my hand and ran with me. Talk about super motivation.
After Seals did their runs, the rest had to do exercises (I vaguely remember what type but just in case I'm wrong, I'm not going to mention it). Then the Deltas did their runs. This made me realise that I reaalllly need to buy new track pants. So embarassing. My pants were coming down 'cos I was starting to lose inches from the month-full of OBC. Ravin was next to me, and he laughed. So yeah. Next item to purchase: New Track Pants! Seriously though, my legs were beginning to turn to jelly. And I was seriously needing some motivation. How? Motivate others. So here I am doing my thing with jelly legs, fighting sliding track pants, and shouting, "Go DELTAS!! You can do it!" Did it work? Yeah, I could do it with a better mindset :)
Finally it was over.
Nope it wasn't. Off to the next station. We were arranged according to ranks. And within our ranks, we were paired up. I was partnered with Alex, "Hi Alex, I'm Ana." (in my head...heeeyyyy wasn't he with the ones that motivated the 60 grunts hahahahahah) but yeah, he was a great partner. We were stationed at a cone, and each cone represented a type of exercise. Me and Alex started with star jumps. The other types were: jack knives, push-ups, still jumps (?), running with a sandbag (which is the timer for the rest of us. When the 2 bootcampers come running back to the cone, it's time to switch cones), and deep squats.
Before we knew it, it was over. OBC is kinda like that. When you think it is over, it's not but when you least expect it, it's over. We did the warm-down exercise, oh that feels good.
I feel so accomplished because compared to my previous sessions, today I did not step out even once. I just continued. That HOO-YAH at the end of the session was like sweet music to my ears because I feel like I achieved something.
Some of us went for breakfast and that's when I realised that my gum-ache (that has been persistently dogging me and giving me a super migraine) feels a lot better. Great to feel almost human again. Now time to get my life back in order.
Till next post,
Adieu.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
The Day The Stitches Come Out
Woke up this morning (late by the way by 10 minutes) at 4.40am. Got ready for OBC and was hoping my gums won't throb. We reached Padang Merbok at around 5.30am (me, Danny and Puteri). Puteri couldn't join in the fray 'cos she fell down the stairs (AGAIN!!) and her right foot was swelling up. I didn't know what to expect this week, especially after I heard that the last week will be the most toughest week. Serious yikes!!
We started with our usual warm-up (I'm taking it easy a bit on my left knee) but it was a good feeling that I did not stop at all doing it. I looked at the sandbags with a sinking feeling but as a ranger I didn't have to take one. Okay. I get to concentrate on my breathing techniques. We started a jog in one file and moved off-site onto the pavement next to the main road.
Today we did bounce-backs where we run in loops depending on which landmark Sarge Sim decides on. The first time I stopped (which was down the roads a bit near the round-a-bout, I think.. I can't recall), I stopped because my gums were throbbing. OUCH!!!! I waited till the initial shock of pain subsided and continued on, not wanting to let the team down. For every person stopping, we were going to have to do bounce-backs. Second time I stopped, again 'cos I bit down. What the hell! This wasn't going to work. I figured if I kept my jaws apart, less chances of biting down. So doing breathing rhythm really works and helps me keep from biting down. I pushed on (and Danny stayed with me a bit to motivate me.. thank you Honey!!).
The cool thing is everyone is motivating everyone no matter how slow anyone was. I can hear the group calling out my name and telling me I could do it. And yeah. I did. I jogged when I can and when I got winded, I brisk-walked for a couple of minutes then jogged again. The key to it was not stopping at all. Even if your legs are killing you. At the end of it, even the briefest of breaks feels gratifying. Like you have noooo idea how good water tastes like after a workout like that.
After the bounce-back runs, we alternated between deep squats and push-ups. Deep squats are okay for me, it's the push-ups that I still have some trouble with. But I do realise 3 weeks down the line, my push-up form is definitely getting better. Hopefully, when I join for a 2nd month, it will be even better.
The last week of December is an off-week from OBC but me and Danny have already decided not to sit on our tush that week and still continue with some form of exercise so that our endurance can continue to build up.
I started this writing this post at home, but had to leave in a hurry before finishing it. Now I am continuing this post sitting in a coffee shop while waiting to go to a meeting. Station 1 has a nice environment and the menu is decently priced. I've ordered honey milk with ice and Danny is having ice blended white coffee. My drink is actually pretty good. The chair is quite comfy and there is a convenient wall point for my laptop. The music is pretty loud though but it's okay 'cos they mostly play easy music.
I'm dreading my appointment with the dentist to remove my stitches. Yes. Today is THE DAY! I do not know what to expect, although some friends and family have told me that there shouldn't be any extra pain in the removal. But still. Who knows? Each individual may be different, you know? Sigh.
Today is The Day The Stitches Come Out. Will update on the results when I can. Till then.
Adieu.
We started with our usual warm-up (I'm taking it easy a bit on my left knee) but it was a good feeling that I did not stop at all doing it. I looked at the sandbags with a sinking feeling but as a ranger I didn't have to take one. Okay. I get to concentrate on my breathing techniques. We started a jog in one file and moved off-site onto the pavement next to the main road.
Today we did bounce-backs where we run in loops depending on which landmark Sarge Sim decides on. The first time I stopped (which was down the roads a bit near the round-a-bout, I think.. I can't recall), I stopped because my gums were throbbing. OUCH!!!! I waited till the initial shock of pain subsided and continued on, not wanting to let the team down. For every person stopping, we were going to have to do bounce-backs. Second time I stopped, again 'cos I bit down. What the hell! This wasn't going to work. I figured if I kept my jaws apart, less chances of biting down. So doing breathing rhythm really works and helps me keep from biting down. I pushed on (and Danny stayed with me a bit to motivate me.. thank you Honey!!).
The cool thing is everyone is motivating everyone no matter how slow anyone was. I can hear the group calling out my name and telling me I could do it. And yeah. I did. I jogged when I can and when I got winded, I brisk-walked for a couple of minutes then jogged again. The key to it was not stopping at all. Even if your legs are killing you. At the end of it, even the briefest of breaks feels gratifying. Like you have noooo idea how good water tastes like after a workout like that.
After the bounce-back runs, we alternated between deep squats and push-ups. Deep squats are okay for me, it's the push-ups that I still have some trouble with. But I do realise 3 weeks down the line, my push-up form is definitely getting better. Hopefully, when I join for a 2nd month, it will be even better.
The last week of December is an off-week from OBC but me and Danny have already decided not to sit on our tush that week and still continue with some form of exercise so that our endurance can continue to build up.
I started this writing this post at home, but had to leave in a hurry before finishing it. Now I am continuing this post sitting in a coffee shop while waiting to go to a meeting. Station 1 has a nice environment and the menu is decently priced. I've ordered honey milk with ice and Danny is having ice blended white coffee. My drink is actually pretty good. The chair is quite comfy and there is a convenient wall point for my laptop. The music is pretty loud though but it's okay 'cos they mostly play easy music.
I'm dreading my appointment with the dentist to remove my stitches. Yes. Today is THE DAY! I do not know what to expect, although some friends and family have told me that there shouldn't be any extra pain in the removal. But still. Who knows? Each individual may be different, you know? Sigh.
Today is The Day The Stitches Come Out. Will update on the results when I can. Till then.
Adieu.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Day 3 After Tooth Extraction
Woke up this morning. Grumpy. Gum throbs. Ugh. Took a bath. Didn't want to look in the mirror. Went out. On the way to work. Called Liyana 'cos she was supposed to come. Oh yeah. Parked in Uptown 7. Went to see her. Ooooh. Free coffee at Starbucks from 11am-1pm. Now I'm sitting here in Starbucks with my coffee :) Feel much better. Till later.
Ciao.
Ciao.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Zombieeeeee....
Egad. I feel like a damn zombie. :/ This is the second day after my tooth extraction and the meds are seriously making me feel blur. I can't even focus on a to-do list. Writing this is taking loads of willpower and effort (hence why yesterday no post appeared).
I turned up at OBC but couldn't participate (firstly, I'm in no shape to do it and secondly, I promised my mom I wouldn't push my luck..) wish I did though. Sigh. My sis, Tuti was sick as well (now imagine this me with this gum ache which I'm guessing is because of the stitches and on top of that being sick, I'm so miserable).
Danny heroically joined in the fray but unfortunately could not continue as massive amounts of chemicals churning in his lower belly bubbled over and caused him to discontinue or else suffer a more humiliating retreat. Sigh. Could be the kurma chicken he ate the night before. Wait. Did he touch the peanut sauce? I'd better check. Danny suffers indigestion everytime he takes peanut sauce. :/
Before I nod off and start typing gibberish (you have noooo idea the number of times I pressed the backspace while writing this) I shall stop and continue on a day I am much more coherent.
Ciao.
I turned up at OBC but couldn't participate (firstly, I'm in no shape to do it and secondly, I promised my mom I wouldn't push my luck..) wish I did though. Sigh. My sis, Tuti was sick as well (now imagine this me with this gum ache which I'm guessing is because of the stitches and on top of that being sick, I'm so miserable).
Danny heroically joined in the fray but unfortunately could not continue as massive amounts of chemicals churning in his lower belly bubbled over and caused him to discontinue or else suffer a more humiliating retreat. Sigh. Could be the kurma chicken he ate the night before. Wait. Did he touch the peanut sauce? I'd better check. Danny suffers indigestion everytime he takes peanut sauce. :/
Before I nod off and start typing gibberish (you have noooo idea the number of times I pressed the backspace while writing this) I shall stop and continue on a day I am much more coherent.
Ciao.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Ouch after ouch.
After OBC today (God! Kenny in a kilt was a riot and yeah I pulled a muscled. First ouch.), I had a wedding dress fitting. *pause* (Second ouch coming. This time to my heart.) The tailor messed up. AGAIN! Luckily the other lady managed to fix it.... so yeah wedding dress DONE!!!
After that, I was scheduled for a tooth extraction at 3pm. (Third ouch) I came into the clinic and was immediately called in. Yikes! I still have a fear of dentists. I sat in the patient's chair and actually trembled. Sigh. I'm such a wuss. He told me to relax (like THAT will really help). And told me that he was gonna give me injections. I nodded. Then said "What? Injections?!?! You mean more than one. Sigh. I'm such a wuss.
In total I had 5 injections. It took a bit longer for it to kick in. Apparently it runs in the family. My dad was the same. Something about blood circulation or something like that. After a while though, my face became so numb and I couldn't really control my face muscles. When I had to rinse, I had to be careful because water kept spurting out embarassingly when I was rinsing. Then the dentist pulled out not one.. not two but three of my teeth. Sigh. He had some difficulty pulling out the second one and he actually grunted. Yeah. He grunted. It as a weird feeling. I could feel the pressure but not the pain (Thank GOD!) and it made a weird "eeee-yeeeeck" sound coming out like a creaking door swinging. After he was done with extracting all three, he stitched up my gums and put gauze into my mouth.
"Bite down for 15minutes ok? And come back next week to take out the stitches." Wait. What? Come back again?!?! Oh damn.
I was told that I will probably feel sore for a maximum of a week. and it will take about 6 weeks for it to completely heal. Woah.
With painkillers in hand, I left the building, with weird anticipation of the soreness to come. I shake my head, and made memo to self. Buy anti-bacterial mouthwash. Dentist said it would help.
Almost 3 hours later, here I am sitting blogging about it. The numbness hasn't gone away yet so it feels like half my face is swollen-ish even when it's not. Hopefully I won't feel the soreness much. Crossing my fingers. I've changed the gauze twice since pulling out my teeth and the bleeding seems to have slowed. But unfortunately no rinsing till tonight. Or at least till it stops bleeding. Sigh.
Will blog about how it feels tomorrow. Till next post,
Adieu.
After that, I was scheduled for a tooth extraction at 3pm. (Third ouch) I came into the clinic and was immediately called in. Yikes! I still have a fear of dentists. I sat in the patient's chair and actually trembled. Sigh. I'm such a wuss. He told me to relax (like THAT will really help). And told me that he was gonna give me injections. I nodded. Then said "What? Injections?!?! You mean more than one. Sigh. I'm such a wuss.
In total I had 5 injections. It took a bit longer for it to kick in. Apparently it runs in the family. My dad was the same. Something about blood circulation or something like that. After a while though, my face became so numb and I couldn't really control my face muscles. When I had to rinse, I had to be careful because water kept spurting out embarassingly when I was rinsing. Then the dentist pulled out not one.. not two but three of my teeth. Sigh. He had some difficulty pulling out the second one and he actually grunted. Yeah. He grunted. It as a weird feeling. I could feel the pressure but not the pain (Thank GOD!) and it made a weird "eeee-yeeeeck" sound coming out like a creaking door swinging. After he was done with extracting all three, he stitched up my gums and put gauze into my mouth.
"Bite down for 15minutes ok? And come back next week to take out the stitches." Wait. What? Come back again?!?! Oh damn.
I was told that I will probably feel sore for a maximum of a week. and it will take about 6 weeks for it to completely heal. Woah.
With painkillers in hand, I left the building, with weird anticipation of the soreness to come. I shake my head, and made memo to self. Buy anti-bacterial mouthwash. Dentist said it would help.
Almost 3 hours later, here I am sitting blogging about it. The numbness hasn't gone away yet so it feels like half my face is swollen-ish even when it's not. Hopefully I won't feel the soreness much. Crossing my fingers. I've changed the gauze twice since pulling out my teeth and the bleeding seems to have slowed. But unfortunately no rinsing till tonight. Or at least till it stops bleeding. Sigh.
Will blog about how it feels tomorrow. Till next post,
Adieu.
