i amaze myself

I woke up today with an injured left foot and the funny thing is.. i have no idea how it came about.. last i remembered, it hurt slightly while i was walking about yesterday... the kind of strained feeling you get when you wear an awkward pair of shoes.. and today, i woke up to a full blown ache. Couldn't move about the house without cursing under my breath.

I had to bring some visitors to Chinatown too... and i hobbled all the way to the train station to meet them, hobbled to Chinatown, had dim sum, appreciated tea, and took a cab back to uni where I hobbled some more. It doesn't seem to be getting any better although Norman keeps saying that the only way to get around this is to see a chinese physician.. 5 minutes of pain for a quick recovery. No thanks.. I'll take a rain check on that one. It hurts even for me to poke at the swollen bit... I doubt i can last 5 seconds, let alone 5 minutes.

The origins of the injury is still shrouded in mystery. No trauma suffered. And the closest thing i can recall is that a couple of weeks ago, I was climbing in and out windows an awful lot at work and always landed on my left foot since its my dominant foot. But I'm not that slow am I? Takes 2 weeks from time of inpact to full blown symptoms? hmmmmm