I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride it where I like!

Dear Harlina,

You cycled to Winnie’s house on the second day of the Lunar New Year and enjoyed it. It was a beautiful day- the sun was out but it wasn’t particularly humid, a little like Perth in March. You wore a dress (!!!). You liked the wind in your hair, and you loved saying hello to every passing man, woman and child (startling some of them yeah), and every dog big and small.

FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDOM!

 

Happy Lunar New Year!

Thank goodness Mr. Prata is nearby- I forgot to buy groceries yesterday, so I had a prata brunch!

Little Miss Forgetful

Yesterday, I forgot to bring my referral letter from A&E to the dentist, and Mama had to bring it over for me.

(I got my jaw X-Rayed at the dentist, to confirm-plus-chop that it wasn’t a dislocation. Then I got my teeth scaled and polished- that was a feat for both me and the dentist, as I can’t open my mouth too wide! In two weeks we will talk about putting metal in braces, and also check on my jaw. In the meantime I have to do some exercises every day.)

Well whaddayaknow? Today, I forgot to pack in after-work clothes! Usually, this wouldn’t have been a problem, but this afternoon I discovered that I had a tear in my pants, where my bumbum is :s

The thought that I may have gone through the day with a hole in my pants make me shudder! I mean, during music in school, we dance and prance and shake our bon-bons with wild abandon, you know! (That wild abandon bit… maybe that’s just me)

So anyway, I went to M&S and ended up buying the exact same pair as the torn one, cos that’s just how I shop- like Penelope Trunk, I suck at picking and mixing-and-matching my own clothes, so I tend to stick to what I know and like. That way, most of my clothes will match. Ehhh, boring, I know. ZZZzzz.

From now on, I am keeping a set of work clothes and after-work clothes in my locker just for days like this!

When was the last time you cried at the movies?

I can’t remember. Well, to be sure, I do have trouble recalling movies I’ve watched.

It’s like… Hare(brained) today, gone tomorrow!

Watched ‘Special Forces’ on Saturday and cried buckets. This isn’t a movie review, but I can tell you I liked it! 

While we are on the topic of movies, my favourites are Home Alone 1 & 2, and My Best Friend’s Wedding (also has most awesome OST!). Kid you not! 

What are yours?

Who dislocates their jaw anyway? Don’t answer that question.

As with most Speech & Drama classes, we have a couple of vocal exercises to do in-class, with the kids. These are usually lots of fun, silly and tied to a story. So anyway, after one such exercise today that involved tongue stretching and jaw movements, I started to feel a discomfort in my right jaw. Thinking it will go away, I ignored it.

Until after the work day was over- I went for a cuppa with Reena, and we also called for tiny cakes and tarts and puffs. Well whaddaya know, it hurt SO MUCH to chew! : (

I was afraid I had dislocated my jaw (on one side), and was Googling ‘dislocated jaw’ and the like. Boy was I afraid!

In the cab back home, I called Mama to tell her my suspicions, and added that my face has swelled up ever so slightly. She repeated what I said out loud and in the background, I can hear my dad’s panicked tones. At first we decided that I’ll go home first and try to ice my face, but as I got closer and closer to home, the discomfort raised to a whole new level and I knew I couldn’t rest until I found out what is causing the pain and discomfort. Mama told me she’ll get ready, grab my sweater, and meet me at the foyer.

At triage, I told the nurse the pain was a 7 out of 10. I really wanted to say nine, but figured I should save that number for when I’m in labour. It must be my lucky day because a doctor was hanging around triage and we did a series of tests (moving jaw from side to side,  him expertly feeling my jaw etc.), and he determined that my jaws weren’t dislocated. He confessed he has had the same problem before. Let me tell you what a RELIEF it was, phew! Not dislocated!

(When I was 14, I managed to dislocate my left shoulder while lying down on a sofa =_=; But that’s another story for another day.)

SO!

Principal Diagnosis: Sprain and strain of TMJ. Was given muscle relaxants. I still can’t close my mouth such that my teeth touch just right, but I am hoping that it will get better when I wake up in the morning.

ANYWAY: Who’d have thought that saying your vowels could be a job hazard?

(Ever the funnyman, dad says I strain my jaw cos I talk too much- no I don’t! )