I am underweight... it's not that I don't eat... I eat quite a lot, but I have a very high metabolism... So what happens is, I'm always hungry, I always eat, and I have a hard time falling asleep...
So I've taken a step to do something about my weight... Actually, I've done something to change my body shape... I joined a gym!
My main motivation is to make LOML say 'wow!' when I take my shirt off... Plus, I want to be able to carry her into the room and throw her on the bed... she gets turned on by that... but I can't do it easily... very little upper body strength... last time I did it, was tired for three days!! :P
I've been going three times a week for the past two weeks, and I feel great... I'm starting to see the foundations of my future six-pack abs! Plus, my heart is now used to the exercise, so I won't feel like I'm having a heart attack every time I play sports...
I'm so motivated by wanting to impress LOML, that the motivation has become contagious... LOML has started to exercise again... she wants to get back in shape so I would say 'wow!' when she takes her clothes off... personally, I would say 'wow' regardless of her body shape... how love is blind... of course she doesn't believe that... no surprise, huh...
Another good thing about joining a gym is that you start to make friends... People tend to have a standard workout routine, so you end up seeing the same people at the gym whenever you go...
After working out, I usually have a chat with somebody before taking a shower... it gives me a chance to rest and drink my protein shake...
Yes, I'm actually so serious about being buff, that I actually bought the protein shake... tastes awful, but I'm starting to get used to it...
After two weeks, I've gained half a kilogram of muscle mass!!! Even though my muscles ache, I definitely feel better... though I do believe I've been looking in the mirror a bit too much lately...
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Being Away from Family
My friend came over here for a company event. So I went over to his hotel after work... We went to the hotel bar and were invited to join his company directors for drinks.
Anyway, the two directors were from overseas... Here they were, working in a different country... and I was feeling sorry for myself for working in another state...
We started talking about leaving family behind. One of the guys just came back from a holiday, where he went home to celebrate his mother's birthday... His mother is around 90... My friend asked him if he ever regretted taking a job in another country... after all, his mother is old, and he might not be there if anything were to happen...
He said something very interesting. Even if he was back home in Germany (might as well tell you guys where the directors were from... so if you still have not figured out where I'm from, then you can cross Germany from the list), he would not be spending every single moment of his life with his mother... he would be at work... and go home to his house... not his mother's... so in other words, he won't be there when she 'goes'... So it doesn't make a difference now, does it? He would just attend her funeral... same thing if he was overseas... he would fly back for the funeral...
What's he's basically saying is that, you can't put your life on hold for other people... you have to live it, wherever it takes you... of course family is important... but you can't have whole families staying with each other every single day...
Imagine living in a house with your spouse and children... your parents, your in-laws, your uncles and aunts, their families, etc... plus nobody works... would be a strange sight...
Anyway, the two directors were from overseas... Here they were, working in a different country... and I was feeling sorry for myself for working in another state...
We started talking about leaving family behind. One of the guys just came back from a holiday, where he went home to celebrate his mother's birthday... His mother is around 90... My friend asked him if he ever regretted taking a job in another country... after all, his mother is old, and he might not be there if anything were to happen...
He said something very interesting. Even if he was back home in Germany (might as well tell you guys where the directors were from... so if you still have not figured out where I'm from, then you can cross Germany from the list), he would not be spending every single moment of his life with his mother... he would be at work... and go home to his house... not his mother's... so in other words, he won't be there when she 'goes'... So it doesn't make a difference now, does it? He would just attend her funeral... same thing if he was overseas... he would fly back for the funeral...
What's he's basically saying is that, you can't put your life on hold for other people... you have to live it, wherever it takes you... of course family is important... but you can't have whole families staying with each other every single day...
Imagine living in a house with your spouse and children... your parents, your in-laws, your uncles and aunts, their families, etc... plus nobody works... would be a strange sight...
Going Under the Knife
I am extremely scared of even the smallest amount of pain. It's known as algophobia. Though I don't think I have such an extreme case, but it's enough to make me afraid of doctors and any sort of medical treatment.
But I had a problem a few weeks ago. Something was growing on my face at an alarming rate. Doctors said it was too late for antibiotics, so better to just cut into it and remove the contents. To make things a bit more complicated, it was pressing on my eye, so had to be done by an eye specialist.
So I was then referred to an eye specialist.
He had a look at it. Tested my vision, eye pressure (didn't know there was such a thing... imagine your eye's pressure gets so high that it just pops out... saw that on an episode of House)... anyway, everything was still fine. Only thing was, it was causing a lot of discomfort and slight pain in the corner of my eye... No big deal for the specialist.
So he suggests that he do localised anaesthetic, slice it open and drain out the contents. Is he friggin' nuts? I can't even look at the needle if they are giving me a shot or drawing blood... and you want me to be awake and see the scalpel going so near to my eye?
Before I continue with this story, I have a quick flashback. Several years ago, I fell in the bathroom and tore my ear. Had to get something like 12 stitches on just one ear. Now, I had the doctor put me to sleep. I actually told him that I don't care what he or anybody else thought of me... call me chicken, pussy, etc... I don't give a crap... all I know is I don't want to feel or see a thing...
Now back to the eye specialist... I told him I wanted general anaesthetic... He advised against it since it would be a very quick procedure and GA can get complicated. My response to him was "do you really want me to be squirming when you're about to cut so near to my eye?"
Well, the customer's always right. I've got me some medical insurance, so cut away...
It was my first surgery and I went through it alone. My family and friends were about 400km away...
The concierge/porter (you've got to love the service you get when you're heavily insured) was actually surprised that I was alone when he took me to the ward... kind of made me depressed. LOML didn't really call me during the day... busy with work, as usual. My son wanted to come see me, but it's just too far to travel for a minor operation.
Gotta love that kid. To him, Dad's in the hospital, so we have to go see him. Just like when Mom had surgery, we all spent time with her at the hospital... same as when he was in the hospital and both Mom and Dad were at the hospital the whole time.
I actually enjoyed my time in the hospital... had a chance to read, watch tv, and most importantly talk to people... Had a lovely conversation with a very lovely nurse... (hehehehehe)... wanted to get her phone number when I got discharged the next day, but unfortunately she wasn't around at that very moment... damn!! Lesson learned : never delay until tomorrow what you can do today...
The staff were all very nice and helped to calm my nerves when I was being wheeled into the operation theater. Plus, whatever the anaestheologist gave me, it was 'damn good shit'... knocked me right out. I tried to go to work the next day, but the stuff made me tired... so I worked from home...
When I did go to work the day after that, my boss kept on insisting I go home and rest... aren't you jealous that I have such a nice and caring boss?
Well, at least I have one more interesting story to tell the grandkids...
But I had a problem a few weeks ago. Something was growing on my face at an alarming rate. Doctors said it was too late for antibiotics, so better to just cut into it and remove the contents. To make things a bit more complicated, it was pressing on my eye, so had to be done by an eye specialist.
So I was then referred to an eye specialist.
He had a look at it. Tested my vision, eye pressure (didn't know there was such a thing... imagine your eye's pressure gets so high that it just pops out... saw that on an episode of House)... anyway, everything was still fine. Only thing was, it was causing a lot of discomfort and slight pain in the corner of my eye... No big deal for the specialist.
So he suggests that he do localised anaesthetic, slice it open and drain out the contents. Is he friggin' nuts? I can't even look at the needle if they are giving me a shot or drawing blood... and you want me to be awake and see the scalpel going so near to my eye?
Before I continue with this story, I have a quick flashback. Several years ago, I fell in the bathroom and tore my ear. Had to get something like 12 stitches on just one ear. Now, I had the doctor put me to sleep. I actually told him that I don't care what he or anybody else thought of me... call me chicken, pussy, etc... I don't give a crap... all I know is I don't want to feel or see a thing...
Now back to the eye specialist... I told him I wanted general anaesthetic... He advised against it since it would be a very quick procedure and GA can get complicated. My response to him was "do you really want me to be squirming when you're about to cut so near to my eye?"
Well, the customer's always right. I've got me some medical insurance, so cut away...
It was my first surgery and I went through it alone. My family and friends were about 400km away...
The concierge/porter (you've got to love the service you get when you're heavily insured) was actually surprised that I was alone when he took me to the ward... kind of made me depressed. LOML didn't really call me during the day... busy with work, as usual. My son wanted to come see me, but it's just too far to travel for a minor operation.
Gotta love that kid. To him, Dad's in the hospital, so we have to go see him. Just like when Mom had surgery, we all spent time with her at the hospital... same as when he was in the hospital and both Mom and Dad were at the hospital the whole time.
I actually enjoyed my time in the hospital... had a chance to read, watch tv, and most importantly talk to people... Had a lovely conversation with a very lovely nurse... (hehehehehe)... wanted to get her phone number when I got discharged the next day, but unfortunately she wasn't around at that very moment... damn!! Lesson learned : never delay until tomorrow what you can do today...
The staff were all very nice and helped to calm my nerves when I was being wheeled into the operation theater. Plus, whatever the anaestheologist gave me, it was 'damn good shit'... knocked me right out. I tried to go to work the next day, but the stuff made me tired... so I worked from home...
When I did go to work the day after that, my boss kept on insisting I go home and rest... aren't you jealous that I have such a nice and caring boss?
Well, at least I have one more interesting story to tell the grandkids...
I've been lazy... errr... I mean busy...
Quite a few things have happened in the past few weeks. I have however been busy with these new 'events' that I have not had a chance to update this blog. It has become a cause for concern for my two to three readers... so I'm going to do my best this weekend to catch up on things.
I'll probably do a few posts, since most of the events are pretty much unconnected.
Happy reading...
I'll probably do a few posts, since most of the events are pretty much unconnected.
Happy reading...
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