On Recovery

Things happen for a reason. I may not have found the answer why I completely tore a ligament but it has happened and I must live with it. I am grateful that I have came through the toughest portion of my rehabilitation. However, the road to recovery is not yet over. I have to keep fighting until the rest of my existence.

Rehabilitation and recovery needs lots of time, patience and perseverance. It is tough and it can be tougher. But I will get over the hump because I know You are here by my side. It is You who can make possible what for me is simply impossible. Aja!

On Disable Perks

There were many low moments in my road to recovery. Everyday waking moment was a struggle. The first few days were the worst! There were instances when I cannot move my leg on my own! Honestly, it has been tough and continues to be challenging. But life cannot be bad all the time. Somehow there are perks. It is just a matter of perspective.

1. Parking is one of the challenges in the metro. Good luck if you find one when you go to the mall after two hours from the opening time. Thank God for disabled parking! I would have missed my rehab doctor if I did not park on that slot this afternoon. Too bad that not all establishments have at least one.   
2. Chivalry is lost. Men don't open doors for ladies. Younger people don't give up their seats to the elderly. No apologies when you bump or hit someone while walking. But due to my handicapped look, an American and a Chinese gave up their seats, guards open the door and people don't stick too close at malls. But not without giving me a weird look.
3. Lines exist for a purpose. They serve as a tool for order. I have no troubles lining up. But when the guard saw me he caught my attention and directed me to the priority lane. Who am I not to take the chance? :)
4. My family members do not mind me before. However due to my condition they are more conscious of my needs. They make it a point that I am comfortable. I feel loved.

It is not all bad after all. :)

On Petrichor

Badly miss the smell
Wet ground and grass -- petrichor
Someday'll reunite

On Quota

Quota in their minds
It's all about the numbers
Quality is lost

On Stupidity

Doing the same things
Expecting other results
That's stupidity