Wam's World

Ze Pain, Ze Pain!!!

Woke up this morning with an excruciating crick on my neck (and a slight tingling just below my right shoulder). After dismissing the possibility of this being karma for not going to the office (telecommuted today), I tried getting up. God, did it hurt. There's never one of those neck braces you see on TV around when you need one, or the Batman mask that prevented Michael Keaton, Val Kilmer and George Clooney from moving their head. Two Salompas plasters and Tiger Balm provide little relief. I moved like a malfunctioning C3PO. Couldn't lie down without going, "Ungh."

After lunch, Pa brought me to a manghihilot (part masseuse, part physical therapist without the license) in Binondo. After slapping on the massaging oil the old man worked on my back and right arm, and his (I assume) knowledge of pressure points almost did me in. For an old guy his fingers sure moved fast, like Jacky Chan's mentor in Drunken Master. I didn't pass out from the pain, but I was ticklish on the arm and was wincing and giggling at the same time. It was like being speed-pinched by The Flash. After the session I was thinking how all that muscle kneading would've made a good torture technique.

Now I'm supposed to take some Alaxan tablets and not shower for today. Great. In pain and smelly. Worse, if I get better I won't be sure what did it: the drugs and the speed pinching.

For good news (not related to me): Russell's wife Beth gave birth to a healthy baby boy. C-section.