It was a drizzly morning. Being soggy wet was not on my to-do list on a moody Monday. As usual, I went to the gym but it was earlier this time, around half past ten in the morning. After five minutes on the trotter, the next thing I knew I felt a sharp pain on my chest. I did not want to stop.
"You have to stop this time," a little voice told me in my head.
I stopped, and I was grasping for air. The next thing I knew, I fell and hit my head on the floor. I was sobbing when I sat back up. My heart beat violently. I knew this will happen one day, and it did. I was sent to the ER. I had my blood pressure and blood sugar checked. I had an EKG and X-ray too. The doctor told me that everything seemed okay. I knew there is something wrong because I would not get all those chest pains for no reasons. Therefore, I had a Holtcher attached to my heart in order to monitor my heart for the next 48 hours.
"WengTze, look at me. You need to eat and stop exercising" (T).
"WengTze, you are perfect. You don't need to lose weight anymore" (Mr. B).
"You need to eat more old lady" (S).
"You don't have any fat to lose. Just eat" (T).
"I told you so. You should eat more meat" (J).
"Just eat healthy, and you can lose weight. Look at me" (Y).
"When you want to eat just eat" (W).
"Haih...Eat more" (D).
"Eat more meat. You don't need to lose weight anymore" (Q).
"What happaned? Please eat more" (M).
L cooked my meals and monitored my eating habits. I could not thank her more for going through all those fuss for me. At 3 pm this afternoon, I had visitors. I was delighted and ecstatic to see them. I knew I made them worried, especially the ones who are in Malaysia and could not be with me right now.
"WengTze, it's time for you to change. No one is perfect."
Smile. Love. Persevere.
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