HFMD

oh my. i've got HFMD.


decided to see the doc right away this morng coz those white little painful dots dont seem familiar or normal. and tadah.. HFMD! hahas. right away i told him that i suspect that i've got hfmd, after touching my hands, he immediately went to the sink to wash his hands for a good 20sec. hahahas. like immediately kind.

right.

so some of the symptoms i've got,
the fever,
the sores in the mouth, on my fingers and foot,
and super tired from doing nothing.

that's about it.

there's suppose to be like loss of appetite and lost of weight.. but it still doesn't seem to be happening to me. ): ahhas
i was hoping that the blisters in my mouth will be painful for me to refrain from putting food into my mouth, but instead, i was happily eating salted cashew nuts this afternoon. though it was painful, i think my heart for food is bigger. ahhas. shit. ahhahahs



actually its all not that bad la.
just that morng when u wake up, u can feel the full blown of ur battered body from... resting. yea.





so now, i should like keep a records of all my injuries and strave myself to save up for consultation fees.
lets see.
- mcl (physio)
- back (chiro)
- ganglion cyst in right wrist (? if the pain persist, might need to get it removed. dont ask me how)
- HFMD

ONGOING YA. not like over the spread of a yr or smth.
really. God ah, when i said 'bring it on', can You not be so literal? hahas. jk la.

but indeed. it has taught me ALOT lessons.
somehow, i feel God trying all ways and means to pull me close to Him. all these 'sickness'... whether it be from Him or from satan in which God did allow it to happen, its probably all for the good of my prayer request of drawing close to him. because really, all things aside, the only basic way for christians to know more about God and understand His heart is through the Bible.

last night when i thought through about this whole tragic month, i really did did some soul searching. 'tragic' might be too harsh of a word, but i think that's what my heart and mind agreed upon.
suddenly, i saw some light (not literal): The story of Job.


not steve job. but Job (pronounced as 'jobe') from the Bible. he had sores on his hands and feet (freaking just like me) because God allowed satan to do so.


i'm not the type of Christian who can just lift off some verse from the bible in reference to the things that's happening around and go like 'amen'. but this one ah, really.
last night, on my humble bed i thought of the sunday sch lessons or morng story tellings from my pri sch, and i thought of the story of Job. hahas. in the dark, reaching out to my Bible was a feat. so i resort to googling 'the parable of Job'. HAHHAS. then ok. i realized, its not a parable at all. it's actually a book by itself. hahahs. (ya, that's my level of knowledge of the Bible, thus further proving the need for God to take some serious action upon my request to 'draw close to Him') it was successful. coz in the end, i used my Bible app on my itouch in the dark.




and so, in the Book of Job, Chapt 2... (so this is what words in the Bible look like in case u guys are wondering)
7 So Satan went out from the presence of the Lord and struck Job with loathsome sores from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head. 8 And he took a piece of broken pottery with which to scrape himself while he sat in the ashes. 9 Then his wife said to him, “Do you still hold fast your integrity? Curse God and die.” 10 But he said to her, “You speak as one of the foolish women would speak. Shall we receive good from God, and shall we not receive evil?”[a] In all this Job did not sin with his lips.



win liao lor. that was just part of it for Job. his suffering continued on man. it doesn't end there.




i think as of now, i'm taking it quite positively.
i try to evade the thoughts of how i'm missing out on game and training times while my other teammates are getting stronger and faster. from the inability to work explosive muscles, i can feel myself getting physically weaker. my left thigh has visibly shrunk. though overall, my bodyweight doesn't reflect that at all; all those tough physical fitness sessions gone down the drain.


maybe its also a warning sign to stop all these and focus on the bigger picture.
or simply, take time out to focus on things and people that i've not chosen over trng priorities.




so.
heing i didn't go church camp and infect all the little kids.
well at least with this hfmd, i'm feeling kiddish now, since its rare for adults and mostly for childern. hahahs.