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The name is Khairul. Would do fine with Khai or Kerol [kay-roll] - with proper pronunciation that is.

May have caused a traumatic experience to the nurses who were there when I graced the world on the 14th of June, 21 years ago.

I reside at the great eastern side of Singapore. At an estate named after a water containment facility. Go figure!

A left-hander. However, I function more like a right. And sometimes left of course.

Owns a Class 3 driving licence.

Have been playing the saxophone for 8 years. Currently a Baritone Saxophonist in the Philharmonic Youth Winds.

Being and socialising with people occupy whatever free time I might have.

Boredom is sadly pathetic - would be just staring at my ceiling.

And recently, graduated from Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts where I pursued a diploma in Arts Management, majoring in Performing Arts.

E-mail: khai8t9@gmail.com
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Wednesday, December 31, 2008
OH BOY!
3:49 AM

For the record, I do not wish to gain any sympathy out from this entry. Neither am I seeking attention.
I hope people do realise how blessed they are to have good health. What sets me thinking is why they will sought out ways to ruin it?

Unfortunately, I don't have perfectly good health. I have always been in pain (physically). And it was till recently that I got myself into trouble and not take good care of myself. I don't know, I am too occupied with so many things that I feel that my health is so fragile now.

Remember that needle-like pain I always get early this year around my lower back? Well, ladies and gentlemen, as much as I hate to say this, it is back. The first time I got it, I went for a doctor's consultation and they analysed that I am 20% away from getting a slipped disc. I got pretty lucky. I walked away with painkillers and a word from the doctor telling me to take good care of myself. Because if I am not lucky the next time round, it could be fatal. But still I had to live with the pain for months.

Let me share a little bit how it feels exactly.
My lower back feels sore.
I can feel a swollen sensation (expanding and contracting motion).
And to accompany that, needle-like sensation around the same area.
The pain is concentrated at one point which hurts real bad.


If some of you would have notice (when I am out with you), you would probably notice that I always complain about my left leg. Which brings me to the next point. I cannot sit nor stand too long. Because if I do, my left leg would go numb. I would end up not feeling anything on my left leg which is kinda weird. At first I thought this would be normal. But it has been persisting for months now. I am guessing it has got something to do with my back.

Talking about legs, when I woke up this morning (or rather afternoon), both of my legs were really sore. The moment I stood up from the bed, the pressure exerting into my legs from the soles of my feet converted into, yeah, you guessed it, pain. I even had to walk about in the toilet to lessen the pain; because standing still just makes it all more painful. Again, I am guessing it has got something to do with my back.

Two days ago, family and I went for a roadtrip 90 km north into Malaysia. I got car-sick. Upon reaching our destination, it was just a mild headache. It soon turned into the worst headache one can ever imagine in the midst of having my dinner at Johor Bahru. My appetite got ruined. I teared in front of Mom because it was immensely painful; especially around the front and back. Mom held me by the arms and brought me into the car. The moment I got into the car I dropped dead, fast asleep. All I knew, I was back at home when I woke up. So popped in two pills of paracetamol and dived into bed without a word said.

Unlucky enough that I have to deal with all of these.
Headache is still there.
Legs are still sore.
The lower back still in pain.
Oh boy!

A piece of advice.
While you still have your body, or organs not tarnished with chemicals of whatever sort, please do take care of it before it gets affected/infected.

You only get to live once.
Why live with it (illnesses) in future when you can avoid it now?


I am off to pop in those painkillers and hit the sack.
Good day to all!