Archive for August 2013

There’s Fun and then There’s Pain

You know what? I think I managed to get my foot sprained this afternoon. I don’t know if it’s really a sprain or maybe it’s just sleeping or something like that, yep it’s probably sleeping on me right now. My son and I enjoyed a couple of hours sitting in front of the television playing video games and stuff, with me sitting on my feet most of the time. Maybe that was what caused my tingling feet, I hope.

But I am also feeling a thickness within my foot that is hard to explain. Sort of like throbbing numbness with a tingling sensation interspersed, that was really not present when my son and I started playing, which also got me thinking that if it really was numb, then how come I am feeling this sensation in it. Also, our impromptu video game session ended two hours ago, so why are my feet still this numb?

This afternoon got me doing things that I have not done for a long time, and you can say it was pretty tiring but at the same time so very enjoyable, as it even managed to bring back memories of my high school playing days. A couple of friends came by to visit bringing a ball with them. I should have known from their getup that they are going to invite me to play ball with them, the ball was also a dead giveaway. They said that it being playoffs time in the NBA, we should shoot some hoops at the local gym. Now that escalated from out of nowhere wouldn’t you say? My friends are always like that, so very random. So what can I say, it’s off to the gym we went.

It started out as random shoot outs and horsing around until it became a full pledged game of basketball, when we decided to play with the other people that are already there. We were feeling it alright, our age notwithstanding, and we even made it a competitive one to boot. We could have won the game if not for me stepping on the foot of one of my teammates, my right foot twisting unnaturally and I eventually fell with a resounding thud. The game didn’t get to be finished as I was having a hard time stopping my jackass friends from laughing at me and stuff.

It was not that painful at the time and I only brushed it off as some minor ache or something. I came home, played with my son a bit, a long bit, and after that my foot got numb and is beginning to hurt with a vengeance. Classic signs of a sprained foot wouldn’t you say? It also is getting a little bit fluffier looking at it, probably some kind of swelling and I think I must put ice over it pronto. I’ll just ask my wife to drive me to the doctor tomorrow for x-rays and also to have it checked. Hopefully I didn’t manage to break anything.

How Could I Forget?

My wife is in a phase right now and it’s driving her nuts. Everything seems to be not right for her as she finds fault even in the little things and sometimes even when there is nothing to be mad about too. I almost always become her target as it is me who is always around her. But the thing I am wondering about is of why it is only me that gets blamed most of the time and not the kids or even the pets while we’re at it. So what really did I do this time?

It’s not that I’m complaining about it or something. In fact I cherish her attention to me as I love her very much, and any attention coming from her, even of this kind, I welcome with open arms. And it is not without precedent, this thing that she is currently doing. She has been like this on many occasion, especially the times when I did something wrong or have not done what I was supposed to have been doing. We don’t fight often if you’re curious about it, and this is her way of telling me she is mad about something and it is up to me to find out what it is. Well, to each his own I guess.

She blamed me for the toilet seat being always down and although I usually am guilty of it, I think the boys do have a fault in it too, probably much more than me as I didn’t get to use it recently. She also particularly reminded me of the leaking faucet in the yard which she says isn’t going to repair itself any time soon. And upon seeing these things not really affecting me, she then turned to herself. She really knew me.

She told me on how hard it was taking care of three children, me being the third and all. That she once had a nice body but all of it is just a bunch of wrinkles and stretch marks now. She asked me if I knew how to remove stretch marks, to which I really had no answer for. I just told her that some of my friend’s wives used a variety of things for it like Retin-A, glycolic acid, moisturizers, Vitamin E oil, Dermazan. I told her I even read about egg oil and its supposed role in removing stretch marks but she was really not listening to me, which I should’ve known.

She said that she was lucky that she still hadn’t had stretch marks on breasts as it meant that she was getting a lot thinner already. She then enumerated several other things wrong with her and the hard time she has with them in addition to her other normal problems running the household. Well it really got to me you know, which also got me to thinking what really is it that I forgot.

After a moment of clarity, it dawned on me. How could I ever forget it? Tomorrow is our anniversary and I’m not the least bit prepared for it. How am I going to wiggle myself out of this now?

I know, I’m just going to ride this one out and just prepare for tomorrow and then I’m going to surprise her. She’ll never expect it coming. Glad I still have time, else I’ll be dead for sure.