Musings of a hypercondriac #3

(I’ve had a bad day, so this is kind of like a “putting all rant energy into a post” kind of thing) This injury isn’t really anything bone but, more head and neck injury.

In grade 6, I was playing a netball match and I was playing Wing Attack. The first half went badly and we were losing. So sad. Anyway, the first whistle of the second half was when I was struck. Particularly by a netball, the girl hit it straight into my forehead and my head like, flug backwards.

I carried on the game like nothing happened but by the end of the game, I was feeling a little dazed and dizzy, so my mom told me to go to the netball coach who also happened to be a nurse. She did the usual “how many fingers am I holding up” thing. I was like, “No, I’m all chilled” and replied with a solid “3.” Hmm…

I ended up having a case of whiplash and a concussion. It was slightly painful to say the least.

(Slightly shorter post today but all my ‘creative energy’ is dead. Why are exams so cruel!?)

Let your feelings out dear daisies,

Jess xx


Musings of a hypercondriac #2

Okay, so this isn’t really a broken bone, more like a muscle problem.

Around the end of 2011, I got those dreadful jail-like accesories called braces. It was all going well, nice straight teeth until I reached the 6 month milestone. I started to get excruciating pain in my ear/jaw/tooth.

I went to the doctor and he told me I had an ear infection, so i went through with my daily livelihood but the pain just wasn’t going away. So a month later, pain and all, I went to camp. It was a good bonding camp for the grade but, I was only there for the first day since my “ear infection” was too painful to handle.

The next day, we took a journey to another doctor to see what the problem was and he told me to see and ENT. My mom called bullsh*t and off we went to another doctor. This time, we got told that it wasn’t actually my ear. It was my jaw. From them bloody braces.

He told me that I have a thing called TMJD (Temporomandibular joint dysfunction, google it). At that moment, the heavens opened and light was shone with little baby cherubs singing in the background.

Unfortunately, nothing can be done about this since it is a relatively under researched field. So he simply told me that I have to go to physio and just bare it.

I eventually got my braces off but the orthodontist wasn’t happy that it was perfect but apparently it was perfection or a jaw operation. (That rhymes… kind of)

After hectic stress of the end of year exams and other drama, I developed Cervicogenic Headaches as a side effect to the strain my neck and jaw was put under. These headaches also cause migraines and they were also like the sister of the migraine which weren’t the best during exams.

We went to the doctor for the headaches and he prescribed me some muscle relaxants and painkillers. I still take the muscle relaxants as well as go to physio but hopefully it’s getting better.

When there’s perpetual pain, go see a doctor my dear daisies,                                                   (Don’t be a hypochondriac though…)

Jess xxskull_large

Musings of a hypercondriac #1

Injuries are what I’m known for.

Could be a wrist, ankle, jaw,  you never know. These types of aches are a common occurrence when you’re an unfit netball player. Who needs exercise when you have your trusty ice pack?

Well… most of these injuries are a resulted of THAT sport. It’s probably getting back at me for being lazy.

Anyway, the first injury I have ever endured was in grade 5, I was nine. One friday afternoon, it was the beginning of a sunny netball practice (who puts sport on a friday?) and I happened to walk through the gate at the exact time that this girl thought it would be a good time to throw a netball at my legs and hope for the best.

I attempted to catch this horrid ball but during the time I “tripped” over this girl’s foot. It ended with me on the floor of the court with a sore ankle and (carpet?) burn. The teacher was like “Since it’s not swollen, it must be fine” and told me just to sit out for precaution.

At the end, she told me that it started going purple and suggested that I get ice and go to the doctor. My friend helped me to hop to the reception area of school to get ice. When my mom went to the court to fetch me, she was told that I hurt my ankle.

I guess my mom’s thought process was “If she can get ice, she’s fine,” well that sooo wasn’t the case. She made a doctors appointment just to entertain me. She made me walk into the doctor’s rooms. Nice one mom.

The doctor I saw was one of those old school ones that wears those white lab coats. When I hobble in, the guy says “What’s the problem, a sore throat?” With that, I went for X-rays and discovered I had a broken ankle. I went to get my cast and they advised me to get crutches, I felt like saying “No hey, I’m just going to walk on my cast.” Sassy Jess was released.

We went to find crutches and went home. I spent 6 weeks in that horrid cast in summer with it itching my leg to death but that the daisies for rulers.

Don’t injure yourselves, dear daisies

Jess xx

Musings of a night dreamer #1

I have very strange dreams.

It’s anything from throwing my ex-best friend into a lake to Fox Mulder (from X-Files) finding a fairy mermaid in an oasis.

Last night was extremely odd, it was mixed between Pretty Little Liars and some Sci-fi natural disaster. It was set in a seaside resort where there were tables on the beach. At these tables were these old people and next to them was another bench. These old people just kept getting pelted with sea water and jellyfish (I read an article on an increase of jellyfish found on the shore of somewhere in England) but these jellyfish only felt like you were being stung by stinging nettles.

Then these jellyfish had a function of octopus tentacles and they could latch on to people. I looked away for a moment, and an old guy was being felt up by a jellyfish turned octopus tentacle.  After this strange occurance, my dream took a slightly sinister turn. The old people were getting taken away by the waves.

The weather reflected the atmosphere at that moment. It was all dark and stormy and the waves were so high and these old people for some reason liked being in the waves but when they were being taken away one by one, I decided that it was a good idea to roll and belly-flop onto the next bench.

I then went somewhere else (that part is a little fuzzy), and I went back to the beach only to find that the old people were back. They were back with a new temporary edition to their bodies. They had markings that looked like those pen marks that you get when you have plastic surgery done but these were in different colours and had weird symbols everywhere. Somehow I figured out that it had something to do with a pirate gang? (Nice one Jess, a pirate gang.)

They lost a few parts of their bodies but those parts where a toe was meant to be, was a black mark not a colourful one. Later we were all happy that the old people were back and for some reason the old females were wearing lingerie. Suddenly the power went off and it was as if the beach resort never existed, it was all generated like in the Hunger Games.

We (some random young people and I) found an exit but the old people were gone again. “Strange,” I thought. We were going through a hall when i found a storage cupboard. It was filled with fake Mac lipsticks. The Pretty Little Liars cast were following me and they got enraged that people would make fake Mac lipsticks (they were devotees to Mac). I saw these cans lying around and decided to open them. Inside these cans were the lost body parts of the old people.

Eventually, after the PLL cast re-stuffing Mac lipsticks, we were able to leave and behind the storage room’s gate were all the old people but they were zombies.

That’s kind of how my strange dream ended, not very conclusive like a normal stories because this was a dream and they don’t just decide that there’s going to be a start, middle and end.

Till next time my dear daisies,

Jess xx

Arctic Monkeys

Arctic Monkeys. Alex Turner is life. Best songs in my opinion are:

  1. Cornerstone (Humbug),
  2. Black Treacle (Suck it and see),
  3. Stop The World Cause I Wanna Get Off With You (B-side to Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High single).


Why the long titles, why??

Carrying on with long titles, another of my more recent best bands are Panic! at the Disco. Brendon Urie is life too, do you see a trend going on? Continue reading “Arctic Monkeys”

Hello world!

Hello Blogging world!

This is my first blog. I’ve decided to make this just to share my good and bad experiences. Artistic expression as one may say.

I hope to talk about my dreams (those pretty or not so pretty custom films that roll in your head when you sleep), I have very strange dreams.

I also hope to talk about beauty and current favourites (series’, bands and whatnot), just like YouTubers do. I like listening to injury stories, so why not share my own? Who knows, there might be some weird people like me.

Well, until next time.

Jess xx