A crummy day.

Well yesterday turned out to be a fairly crappy day. You know, one of those days when you just would have been better off staying in bed.

Firstly, I had a doctor's appointment scheduled for 1:30 but at 9:30 that morning the clinic called to say that the doctor would not be available at 1:30 so can I change my appointment to an earlier time such as 11:30. That was somewhat inconvenient but not a big deal, these things happen. So I get to the clinic a little early (it was my first time there so they had told me I need to show up a little earlier in order to fill out paperwork), filled out the forms, and then waited to see the doctor...

Which happened at 1:00!

Yes, I was waiting there well over an hour and a half. Why in the world they told me to show up at 11:30 I have no idea. At least there was an AC Milan game on at the time which helped while always some time. And the staff were really apologetic about the delay, to the point where even another doctor turned to ask the staff why I was still waiting as he had noticed I had been there for a while.

I forgot to mention, why was I at the doctor? During my trip to Slovakia there was a lot of walking around and standing around at museums and for some reason my legs would get tired fairly quickly. Then my friend and I went hiking in the mountains. At the end of the first day my knees were in agony. Granted I had been hiking in mountains all day but my knees hurt more than they should have been. We tried hiking again two days later on an even gentler trail but my knees wound up in pain again. So once I got back to Doha I scheduled an appointment with this clinic as they had a doctor who specialised in knee injuries.

The diagnosis: (spelling may be a bit off here) Pataeua Condromalagia. Essentially a weakening of the muscles surrounding the kneecap, causing the kneecap to press more against the bones and tendons resulting in painful inflammation.

Well, that sucked. But it is not as bad as it could have been, at first the doctor suspected a condition called oesteoathrosis but he had a thick accent so I thought he said oesteoporosis! (you know, that weakening of the bones common in elderly ladies). I nearly fell out of my chair! Thankfully he corrected my mistake and a quick x-ray ruled out the oesteoathrosis, which sounded scary as well anyway.

So now I have to get physio to strengthen the muscles around my kneecap. My legs were the last place I ever thought I would have weak muscles considering I walk a lot and used to play a lot of tennis.

So that evening I decided to do some swimming since that would be exercise that would not really affect my knees. So I am swimming around the pool and after about 20 minutes I noticed that there was a mobile phone on the bottom of the pool. I knew that wasn't mine because mine was in my knapsack on the lounge chair so I assumed it belonged to the other gentlemen swimming in the pool. But when I pointed it out he said it was not his. A closer look revealed that was the same model as my phone.

And then I realised that, for some unknown stupid reason, I had put my phone in the pocket of my swimsuit when I headed out to the pool! That was my phone!! So not only did I decide to put my phone in my swimsuit pocket, something I've never done previously, I must have looked like an idiot in front this other guy. "Oh yeah, that's my phone!"

I have decided to dry my phone out for a couple of days in the hopes that it works. If it does I am going to send an e-mail to Motorola telling them they have absolutely amazing-quality phones.

I went to bed early telling myself that tomorrow had to be a better day.

Thankfully, it was.