I'll start off with how I'm doing post surgery. It's been 2.5 months since the back surgery. I'm slowly going back to desk work, but my nursing duty itself is still off limits. So far it's been going alright. I'm so thankful that I can sit on a chair again without having to kneel on it. Those who remembered seeing me last year at my worst were so surprised to see me sit on a chair properly for the first time in a long time. The sciatic pain is pretty much all gone. The numbness that I had experienced initially is also slowly going away. I still deal with random back aches, especially if I laid down improperly or walked for too long. I'm currently able to walk for about an hour and 15 minutes before I start feeling very achy in the back, and would have to sit down and rest before attempting to walk again. My sitting is limited to 30 minutes at a time, and I'm still encouraged to get up and take frequent breaks. I am still doing physio sessions to keep strengthening my back muscles, and I'm taking advantage of it as I was not able to do these stretches before. All in all, it was much needed and I'm super thankful that the surgery was done.
Which brings me to the next topic. I recently received a call (finally!) from the hospital where my family doctor had sent an EMG requisition back in mid July 2025, and tells me I have an appointment coming up. Remember that one?! Yeah it took 6 months to finally book an EMG test. A TEST. It's not even a consult with a neurologist. In that same 6 months duration, a referral to the surgeon was done, consult was done, and the surgery was done in half that time. It's crazy how long people have to wait to get a test done, something as simple as an EMG. This isn't even a MRI or CT scan. Absolute bonkers this country has become...more like this province. Anyways I called the office back to tell them I didn't need the test anymore, and they could give it to someone else.
Given all of the above, I'm also quite sad that I have to take a break from wearing high heels and boots indefinitely. I wasn't given the all clearance yet of when I could wear high heels, but after doing some research, it seems like wearing high heels would not be recommended as this could alter the spine and tilt the pelvis a bit too much, which can result in misalignment and re-herniation if I'm not careful. Obviously I will stay away from high heels this year, as internally it could take about a year to heal. In the long run, I don't know how it will look, but definitely cannot walk in high heels for long period of time anymore. I guess those days are gone. For now, I can only just admire my heels while they sit in the closet.
One thing I'm super thankful for is that the surgeon cleared me to still be able to drive sports cars. But as long as I am not getting in and out of it frequently in one day. I'm not sure what this would mean in terms of the driving season this year, but if it involves frequent stops or long drives, then I would have to take a break from that too. I guess this year is the year of healing.
I also realized that in 2025, I was off for about a total of 3 months from work, because of this bad herniation. I only worked 9 months in total (maybe less due to other vacation time off). So basically, I had a total of 4 months off in 2025. This is the closest that I'll get to having maternity leave, without a child. I definitely take it as a blessing to give time for the body to heal.
Also, what is up with people creating so many IG accounts (and I mean it's the same car accounts or whatever)? It gets super annoying, considering they are posting pretty much the same thing. I knew of someone who would always keep creating new accounts and it got super annoying I had to block them all because I was sick and tired of seeing the same thing being posted, all because he wanted likes. Wanted to be famous. Attention seeking whore.
Speaking of whore, now it brings me to the topic of dressing up. In this day and age, women have come a long way of equal rights blah blah the usual. Some might find this topic sensitive, but this is why I just air out what is in my head. When it comes to clothing and dressing in public, there's a good amount of ladies who have the opinion of "it's my body, so I can wear whatever I want in public" and then wear skin tight clothes or dresses, exposing their cleavages or belly buttons. If you're single, the more power to you! But what happens if you're in a relationship?
In my opinion, I believe there still needs to be some respect, not just self respect but also respect towards your partner. Why must you wear a tight dress with boobs hanging out when having dinner with your partner in public? Or shopping with your partner? Is it a self confidence boost? Or is it to show other men (or women) that you're the bomb? You already have a partner; why are you trying to get attention to yourself from other men?
I guess it's different if you both have an agreement that, yeah you can wear skin tight revealing clothing with me because I don't mind. You got the confidence, go for it. But I could never do it, especially now that I have a partner. Personally I don't want the extra attention from other guys when out at the mall or at a nice restaurant. I believe that the attention should only be towards my partner, and no one else.
Olivia Chow? Needs to go. This woman has ruined Toronto even more than before.
Housing prices? Need to come down.
Life is pretty much a gamble. Buying groceries, toys, clothes, houses, cars...it's all a gamble like the stock market. One day it's listed at whatever price, but the next time it's another price. If you're lucky, you would've gotten it at a cheaper price which is a huge win. It's kind of scary and sad that we live in a world of gamble.
House centipedes. I know they're good to have in the house, to help kill other insects and spider eggs. But damn, they are scary. One time I was in the bathroom in the middle of the night. You know how it is..vision is crap, you're still disoriented from waking up, fun times. I just remember having to use the bathroom at 5am, turned on the lights, went and sat down to do my business. For some reason, I decided to look up towards the ceiling and what do I see? A house centipede. Just chilling there as I do my business. I hate anything with more than 4 legs, so I did my business rather quickly and watched it crawl from one side of the ceiling to the other side. It was now just above the door. Thankfully I had it closed so it wouldn't be crawling away. But I swear, I blinked once and it was gone. Like what?! There's just no way. I kept looking around the bathroom and somehow it had made it's way from the ceiling above the door, to the floor of the toilet, which was about 2 feet away from me. HOW?!!? My instinct was to try and step on it. But due to the angle, I missed. I then had to find it again, which was behind the toilet this time, and try again. I managed to get some legs, but I mean this thing has A LOT of legs. So losing 6 legs was nothing. Finally it decided to chill on the wall behind the toilet. I made my best Bruce Lee pose with my leg, and then slammed it with my slipper. This time it was truly dead.
Toronto drivers...oh man, it has gotten worse. I've never seen so many horrible driving. Post surgery I was not allowed to drive for a while which I was so thankful. But during that time, I was still very nervous about returning back to driving, given my limited amount of twisting I'm allowed to do with my body. It's better now but I still drive with caution. However, it's the other drivers that I'm scared of now. Any car accident that I encounter will be very bad for recovery. The last thing I want is another re-herniation or a new herniation, which will further damage my back. Thankfully the work commute is not too far. And on non work days, hubby is my main driver so I get to be the passenger princess. The rest of the time if I'm left to drive on my own, that's when it's nerve wrecking. I just cannot take any risks at this time.
iPhone 17. Yeah it's time for an upgrade. I'm still on the old XR which is slowly dying on me, but it's still loyal and does what it needs to do. I just cannot bring myself to upgrade because of weird reasons. 1) I cannot use my old iPhone wired earphones as the charging port is different and I hate using bluetooth headphones, 2) I'd have to buy a longer charging cable because the one Apple supplies is too short, 3) I'm always afraid of losing pictures during transfer from the old phone to the new one. Yeah, really weird reasons but it's the comfort of having the old ways. I will still stay with Apple, only because they're the only company that hasn't actually died on me when using the phones. I remember the years when I bought Sony Ericsson phones (what I loved about them was I could always insert a memory card if I wanted bigger storage), Samsung and then a Motorola smart phone. Samsung died on me within 6 months. Motorola was just slow as heck. Everything lagged, and it was a new phone too! I just never got used to the android interface but Apple has never failed me to the point that it died or stopped working. Eventually I'll get onto the new iPhone....eventually.
Alright, it's time to do some physio then hit the bed. Good night world!
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