Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Empty Chairs

Yesterday evening, after dinner at around 7.15pm, I urinated blood. The last time I had a little pinkish urine was in March 2010 but this time round, it was quite red. The only consolation is that it was not accompanied by pain. The last time when I had this red urine was the discovery of the kidney tumor and it was really painful so much so I need a jab to kill the pain. This is not a good sign and most likely associated with the growth of the tumor. So far, it only happened once. If it continues to persist, then I will have to visit the question of kidney removal surgery sooner that what I planned to. I also reported this matter to CA Care and they wants me to monitor the situation further and if necessary add another herb for blood in the urine to address the issue.

While I was doing my night enema yesterday, the right part of my abdomen was a little twitchy and luckily it was not accompanied by any pain. I am also wondering why all of a sudden things can suddenly turn this way? Anyhow I have not let this event consumed me. I am still very positive, at the very least my bodily functions all appears good especially on the lungs area. This morning I was awaken by the usual back pain between the shoulder blade area. The good news is that last night I slept well as my fear of an abdominal pain attack did not materialised.

This morning, my qi gong teacher who just came back from China having learned new exercises, taught us some new short exercises once of which will help me address the back pain. It involves the movements of the waist while in a sitting position. I tried it on for a short while before the drizzle came and dispersed the group. I am not too sure about this exercise because it does also involve the movements near the kidney tumor.

I have decided to amend the title of today's blog from "Bad Weather Forecasted" to Empty Chairs. This is a title of a song by Don Mclean and the lyrics does reflect my emotional mood this morning.

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  1. Empty Chairs by Don McLean

    I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night
    Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright
    Beams of blue come flickering through my windowpane
    Like gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame

    And I wonder if you know
    That I never I understood
    That although you said you'd go
    Until you did - I never thought you would

    Moonlight used to bathe the contours of your face
    While chestnut hair fell all around the pillowcase
    And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head
    A sympathy bouquet left with the love that's dead

    Never thought the words you said were true
    Never thought you said just what you meant
    Never knew how much I needed you
    Never thought you'd leave - until you went

    Morning comes and morning goes with no regret
    And evening brings the memories I can't forget
    Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs
    And empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs