Panas! Its freakin hot again today (and yesterday as well)
Not really the best impression JJ Apartments is leaving nowadays. Time to move on.
I am waiting for my macbook-screen to get repaired since 2 or 3 months. My bathroom ceiling is full of mold and mushrooms since 2 months, my AC is broken since at least 2 months.
I realized living in Bali requires a profound change in thinking or is it just bad luck?
I am strong or at least I am pretending to be. The loneliness and my strong fears (I had to realize I subconciously have plenty of them) are my biggest enemies in Bali.
They keep me from moving and, equally important nowadays, from swimming. Well, I made it actually to do swimming again. Still painful, but it feels great. But these are just the first steps of my ideas for recovering.
Another big step will be doing yoga again. I couldn´t do it so far, even though I attended a “restorative” (as the name indicates, its a soft form of yoga) class in Germany for at least 4 years. The first lesson will actually start later today (18.01.2019).
These are my first ideas. More to come.
Actually I still have pain in my back from this slam.
But maybe even worse is the trauma it caused. I think it was 2 days after the mentioned slam, when a relatively strong earthquake hit Bali. My first reflex was to leave my room. All the neighbors were running out of the building and I reached for my stick, but that was as far as I could get.
When I tried to move, an incredibly strong flash of pain was hitting me in my back and I realized I had to stay and hope for the best while my bed and the walls were shaking for a time that felt like hours. It was just something around 30 seconds I learned, but these seconds were definitely the longest seconds of my life.
Early December 2018 I fell hard on my back in my bathroom. Well, I should be more precise, because it was much more than simple “falling”. In the night I went to see my bathroom, but just turned on the light in my kitchen (which is normally enough to light the bathroom as well)
Anyway I lost balance, slammed hard with the side of my head on the wall on the other side of the room, slid down along the wall with my face and crashed on the concrete floor on my back. That is when I must have gotten unconscious.
The next day
Next thing I remember is waking up on my bed being unable to even stretch out my arm to reach my mobile. Luckily I had a bucket really close to my bed which I could use to pee in. It must have been the evening of day 2 without food or water when I managed to pick my mobile and check for help.
I couldn’t sit or even roll myself on my other side. It hurted when I tried to use or type on my computer, so I was really happy about the touchpads of my tablet.
I ran out of a health insurance in December, so I couldn’t simply call an ambulance. Luckily I had been in good contact with Guruji Gede Pramas daughter and Komang during the days before my bathroom-incident, so I whatsapped them and my rescuing process began.
In the afternoon Komang showed up and he wasn’t alone. He brought some Nasi Goreng and started to feed me, because I still couldn’t move. 20 minutes after Komang there showed up a doctor who just asked me to move my feet and gave me paracetamol which was supposed to help me with my immense pain. She didn’t (dare) to speak English, so I wouldn’t call it a real consultation, but anyway I was really happy for somebody showing up.
They didn’t only bring me medicine (unfortunatly quite ineffective) but bread, sweets and many other things. So I was at least save from starving.
All of this took place early December,
Its really, really hot nowadays and for the first time I am in Bali I am really happy about my AC here and use it extensively.