Remember

The enemy pursues me,
he crushes me to the ground;
he makes me dwell in the darkness
like those long dead.
So my spirit grows faint within me;
my heart within me is dismayed.
I remember the days of long ago;
I meditate on all your works
and consider what your hands have done.
I spread out my hands to you;
I thirst for you like a parched land

Psalm 143:3-6

Remembering that God carries through every time.  The enemy is strong but God is much stronger and He will prevail.

MORE

3 posts in one night.  Lucky you.  It’s called mind vomit.  Haha.  I crack myself up and I’m having a conversation by myself.

Saw this journal the other day at Barnes and Noble and it had a neat idea.  You know how difficult it is for people to try and blog or journal every day.  But it should be easy enough to write at least one sentence each day.  So it says…which I guess makes sense.  Then at the end of the year, you can at least look back and have a little glimpse of what went on.

Sounds like a great idea.  Maybe I’ll try it.  MAYBE.  Not just a sentence, maybe in blurb form.

So, for yesterday:

Karaoke was fun.  More fun than last time for some reason.  No, I didn’t sing on the mic.  Drank some soju.  It’s somewhat tasty.  Can’t breathe though after 2 tiny shots.

Today:

Well, I guess I already blogged – so that’s it.

Bleh.

My injuries make me sad.  I was looking for a birthday card at Target earlier today and was trying to look at the cards on the bottom of the shelf so I had to squat down.   You know, squat down still on your toes (not asian squat).  I guess I lost a bunch of mobility in my ankle because my ankle does not allow me to put my foot all the way down as it should.  It’s like so tight that it’s stuck and then it hurts.  I was trying to force it so it would be normal but it’s like it was not ever happening.  Freaking A dude.  =(

I was thinking…wow, is this what it has come to?  Am I never going to be able to play or run again?  Really?  Lost mobility in the ankle?  That sucks.  Jacked RIGHT knee which was not the original injury.  That sucks.  Jacked left knee.  That sucks.  Well everything is just breaking down.  I feel like I’m super old or something.  Maybe I need some joint juice…I saw some at Target.

Bleh, walking around made me feel sad.  Emo.  =\

Broken

My whole body is freaking broken.  fml.

My left knee hasn’t healed.  My right knee started to hurt for some reason in the past two weeks.  Hurt quite a bit.  It hurts at all times now.  Especially when I bend it and when I touch it.  I can actually identify the pain area pretty clearly though.  I wonder if it’s because I over stretched the other week.  I never stretch and I stretched  a lot that day.  Now my right knee which was FINE is popping when it bends.  It didn’t used to do that, I know for sure.  Now it just hurts on the inside.  Both of my knees hurt when I sleep and shift positions.  I always wake up several times in the middle of the night in pain.

I went to the PT today.  He actually did different things.  I suspect that he did that only because he had an intern there.  He worked on my hip flexor, my lower back, and my hamstrings.  All were super tight and it freaking hurt when he pressed/massaged those areas.  Gave me one new exercise.  Told me to call him in a week and tell him how I feel.

I’m getting tired of this.  I’m also getting antsy and really discouraged.

Football starts in a week.  I’m not really in any physical shape to be playing football.  After all, isn’t the lack of stopping how I got myself in this predicament in the first place.  I’ve decided I might not play but I have not fully committed to that yet.  I’m going to see another doctor next week to see what he says.  To see if he can do anything to make me better.  After all, feeling pain all the time isn’t good.  Playing is just going to aggravate it.  Freaking A.  This sucks.  Thinking about not playing makes me sad.  It actually kind of makes me want to cry although that could be because I’m PMSing.  And I’m being really emo about it right now.  But I LOVE playing football.  I love this team.  UGH.

We’ll see what this doc says…and then…I’ll decide.  @#$%

I think my whole body must be misaligned.  How can everything just break?  Even my back and stuff started cracking when I get up out of my chair now.  Something must be wrong.

=(