The road to recovery.....

It's been more than a month and a half since I've taken my FJR for a spin. For a person who rides on an almost daily basis, that sure is a long  long miserable time...

When I fell in Tarutung on the 6th day of the North Sumatera Malindo Tour in March 2011, I fractured the small of my back. I was avoiding a car that was going at a dead slow pace and simultaneously hitting a patch of sand. I survived four days of riding (before returning home) on daily double dose of pain killers. 

But I suspect my beloved other half may have unintentionally aggravated the fracture when he gave me such a bear hug after 10 days of being away from each other :) For 2 weeks I couldn't sleep nor eat well due to the excruciating pain despite my going to a specialist center and feeling poorer from it :( . So from my normal weight of 47kg I went down to 42 - I looked so gaunt it was terrifying.

Next course of action was to go to a traditional masseuse..... it helped but the pain in my arm persisted. But the traditional medicine she gave me helped build my appetite and within a month I gained my lost 5 kg and some more.... My cheeks look filled in  and my clothes didn't fall off me like they used to...

I even resorted to a Chinese Traditional Practioner. He did the tradional physiotherapy plus Chinese medication. The first time I felt relieved somewhat. But the second visit wasn't what I expected - the pain in my arm and back became worse. So I stopped going.

Then I caught hold of my nephew who practices Prolotherapy - it's so difficult to get him as he is always globe trotting. I had to catch him at his house instead of at his center. He gave me 7 jabs in 7 points that hurt the most. That was on Friday May 6, 2011. By May 7 I felt so much better and stronger that I went for a test ride on my bike. I managed to go for a ride to Kota Damansara. I even visited my grandaughter and my son there.

I asked Emma if she would like to ride to Penang with me to visit Pak Hadi Edwanto who had come to Penang since Wednesday May 4. Initially she was game but decided to wait for Pak Hadi to come to Kuala Lumpur on Monday May 9 instead.

I felt sad. Pak Hadi had been so hospitable when we were touring the North of Sumatera. I really wanted to see his wife and baby before they leave for Labuhan Batu. It was the least I could do under the circumstances.

Azliena on her GTR 1400 and Wirda on her PC 900

So I decided that I would ride to Penang alone. I would wait for Azliena ,a female biker friend who rides the Kawasaki GTR 1400, at Juru. She would take me to see Pak Hadi at the Specialist center where his 6 months old baby girl was undergoing treatment for stomach ailment. We would after that wait for Wirda, another female biker friend who rides a Honda Pacific Coast 900).

Yahoo..... though I still have pains in some parts in my left arm and shoulder area, I was pretty set on riding up North on Sunday May 8, 2011!!! Of course Ricardo gave me his blessing - not without a lot of "don't forget this and don't forget that"  plus a lot of reminders. Most important, he didn't say 'NO'

Fa Polo

May 9, 2011