[ a morbid fascination that borders on obsession. ]
Sunday, July 15, 2007 the bus diaries.
Ok the therapy went well. Its effect is beginning to show and the itch and inflammation has lessen considerably. And i get time off from work twice a week for therapy; i'm not complaning. Initially i was baffled when the nurse kept reminding me to bring a sock 'just in case'. I don't need my feet covered, and the singular instead of the pair form confuses me even more. The answer came in a crude diagram in the room asking male patients to put on their sock before treatment: as in to keep the mouse in the hole, to keep the gun in the holster, you get it, you savvy? Besides that, the frequent barging in of the nurses is a cause for concern. I know that it is in their line of duty to face such 'occupational hazards' and they are probably hardened, pardon the pun about it. But such intrusion when in various state of undress is alien to me. Perhaps i should adopt their stance and be comfortable in my birthday suit and tell the nurse i'm doing fine with a straight face. Also, this NS thing has brought up the Mr Scrooge in me. Since i've bought the bus concession for NSF, i've been using, abusing rather this liberty of unlimited bus rides. Over the past month or so, the bus has taken me over unfamiliar terrain, sides of Singapore i've never seen before and to almost every corner of this island. Sure some journey take longer but i'm just being penny-wise. If not monotonous, it was a pleasant road trip of sorts on the road less travelled. If SBS transit or SMRT has a frequent riders club, i would definitely have qualified and rake up plenty of mileage.
The medical wrangle, see-sawing verdicts, and tug-of war between the parties is leaving me weary and jaded. Maybe its time i took a stand, but with my condition on a rollercoaster ride, i ain't taking any chances. Guess i have to keep my sock operationally ready.