Starting a New Life Abroad

Apparently, I’ve got a sprained neck.

Last Monday morning I woke up feeling my muscles around the right side of my neck and both arms a bit stiff and aching. I was dismissive about it thinking that it was just some psychomatic reaction that my mind and body have created as their defense to face Monday.

The pains in the arms were completely gone as I entered the lobby of the office. However, an hour later, my sprained neck got worse coz whenever a colleague called my name, I turned to the right, to the direction of the door, straight away.

Gah. What a moron.
Might as well kill myself.

One of the research nurses who worked for the company where I work checked on my neck and said that I’ve got a wry neck that could be caused by an injury or vigorous movement during sleep. I don’t remember doing anything stupid that might endanger my neck while I was conscious yesterday, so the latter explanation sounded more applicable. It must’ve been some fun/nasty/intense dream I had last night, judging by the severity of the neck pain I have to endure now. I can’t recall the dream though. For all I know, it could be anything from giving too many blowjobs to being a burnt-out professional gymnast.

My colleague told me to take things easy, drink a painkiller, and not to move too much. It’s so annoying coz I can’t even read or type too long coz those two non-calorie-burning activities sprain my neck muscles even worse. I’ve been sitting in such position to keep my back virtually 180 degree straight and now I’ve got a headache!

Argh! The timing couldn’t be better!

*groans*

Apart from that, Monday has just been another Monday.

I had fun, lovely chat on Saturday and Sunday *lubu*. Also the weather was perfect with the overt sun and blue skies. Wishing good luck and saying goodbye were postponed because of the unplanned plan that we might each other again. Soon.

Yeah. Whatever.

OK. I definitely need some rest now.
No more excitement.
My neck! Ouch! My neck.

A defective item, I am.