My first sojourn.

This was unannounced. I have warned my colleagues not to post anything regarding my vacation. This is a surprise. Part of my MO was to connive with my friend Fil to pretend meeting him at the airport for Xeon's school bag. During our daily conversations, I would lie on going somewhere or doing something else while I was busy packing up and buying presents. He never noticed.


That night, I barely slept a wink. I am so excited. This is obviously my first time to travel alone, and I am kinda nervous I'd feel nauseous on plane.

#Throwback Thursday what?

 
Just recently, I frequent Instagram and followed a few people. Mostly checking on fashion trends and what not. Then this Throwback Thursday thingy got into me. It becomes a usual feed now. My friend Google helped me answer this questions as always. First: --What's the big deal about throwback Thursday, aka #tbt? Second: Why Thursday? If you are an Instagram or Twitter user, am sure this already flashed to your mind probably along with Flasback Friday.
 

 
Throwback Thursday was coined sometime between 2010-2011 not long after hashtags became a feature in Instagam.It's simply posting your most antiquated, nostalgic, and usually funky picture that is strikingly different than you do now. I find it to be an excuse to dig in our dusty pictures sitting in our photo albums that hasn't been touched for the longest time, until phone cameras became too handy. And the more odder it looks , the more it fits the #tbt criteria. I have seen many post that doesn't go with the #tbt rules.According to denizens, if you want to post a picture take some week back, let's include those times we forgot to post a favorite picture can be tagged as #latergram. You see,in doing #tbt, time is of an essence. I know anything than happened a second ago is already contributing to a past,but throwback requires something you probably like to remember or otherwise.
 
Throwback like a pro:

Now tell me if this picture doesn't come by the rules: #tbt #selfie #90's

~h

Doctor, doctor I am sick.

For quite sometime,I have been feeling this lower back pain and it has come to be bothersome now. It's excruciatingly painful especially when you are stationary. Working in a call center entails mostly sedentary jobs as we sit between 9 to 10 hours in front of the computer chewing up calls depending on days where I had to extend overtime. I woke up this morning hardly able to stand and I had to curl up in my cot so I'd feel a bit of a comfort. Not most clinics are affiliated with my HMO card and I had to rely on the memory of the time I accompanied my sister long time ago at a clinic. I was starting to picture out how to get there. Luckily, I found the clinic without getting lost.
 
The doctor's clinic is a bit small. I noticed that patients only take not more than five minutes of face time with the doctor. When it was my turn, as soon as my face loomed at the sight of the doctor when I opened the door, he immediately asked me "What's wrong?" in his accent.I was surprised. He didn't even allow me to hit the chair first before even asking me what is wrong with me. So, I sat without an invite, and told him I was suffering from lower back aches generating towards my abdomen and my shoulders. He had me turn back at him, was told to raise my arms and slightly touched the muscles in my nape and shoulders. He started writing on his RX paper and I added a few things I was still feeling. I explained that the pain was going all the way to my abdomen, and my shoulders. So then he told me to lie down and quickly pressed my abdomen area asking me where the pain was.It took me not more than five minutes of consultation without even telling why I was feeling that way, what was that pain called, or why, or at least things doctor's usually say when you are unwell. I completed my doctor's trip feeling disappointed that I felt I was not diagnosed well. There were packs of medicine given wrapped in a small ziploc along with the instructions written on a sticker taped on each of them.
 

 
I can't help but compare the kind of service Filipino doctors give back home whenever I had to.Back home was lot better. They have this pleasantries that will magically make you feel better and relieved that he is going to give you the right medicine., And trust that they know what they are doing.Since, I had to skip work today and seek medical attention, I have to get the medical certificate he issued, otherwise I could have confidently tell him that the MC is not essential.More than anything, I need to be healed.
 

~h