The thing about second chances is that it either comes one too many times OR it doesn’t come at all, which then makes second chances less valuable than it is. I am going to generalise this, but you get what I mean. Even when it’s related to health, we tend to take it for granted after some time from our recovery.
I remember telling myself that I need to get enough rest, eat right and exercise after my episodes of “making-the-hospital-my-second-home”. I’m definitely living better – not too much spicy, eating regularly, sleep more than 6 hours, don’t work too late – but I know I can do better than this. TODAY is one of those days.
If only I was more aware of what time I sleep each day, I will not be stuck here on medical leave and wasted my entire weekend off to rest. I spent so much of time in bed trying to recover; what a waste of time! All the things I could have done with it. -___-
Anyway, that’s not the worst. The HORROR when my doctor said…
“No more durians”
WHAT! ARE YOU KIDDING ME OR WHAT!
I hardly had any durians the past week and I have to stop eating them? Story of my life or what.
It’s amazing how I can divert from one topic to another unrelated one. Haha. Think I need to just vent out my frustrations.