Went for MRI scan,so after the doctors put me in a capsule, made me felt like I was in a coffin, blasted loud irritating magnetic sounds, made me wait for 2 hours in town, luckly i was with baby accompany, they finally gave me a big envelope. I was excited to know my injury, ironically. But I wasn’t patient enough to wait till I got home. So there were 5 big films in it. I could clearly see the interior of my left knee but I was unfortunately not pro enough to figure out what went wrong or which ligaments actually tore. So I thought it was pointless. Reach home And then I realised there’s actually a slip of report in that envelope,

 And here’s what it says; 

Result shown Grade two strain of the medial joint capsule and medial collateral ligament.Peripheral third of the medial menicus, there may be a physiological high signal intensity versus small horizontal tear. 

 I have to make a return to the hospital days after and since it is a menicus tear,i got no choice then proceed with the operation maybe one or two months from now. This is really troublesome. Travelling here and there, spending hours, limping and everyone looking at me and my pathetic leg. I’ve got all the unwanted attention I don’t need.

So now I just want to go through this quickly. Go cut my legs, drill my bones, sew my MCL, put screws in my joints, sew my skin back, whatever needed. Then let me heal and rot as a handicap for months. No more suspense please. I’m so sick and tired of blabbering about my knee already. No more.And mum, I’ll quit football, ok? If that makes you happy. I don’t think I can still play well anyway. You’re right. I’m just a dreamer all along.

Once, a young boy had a dream.
A dream of all his many dreams.
Today, its shaterred.
Tomorrow, he might have to forget the dream.
And dump all the years of hardwork and sacrifice.
Helpless, he can only pray to The Almighty.
Tears yet again.