Long week, long weekend
Having a long weekend.
Yesterday Cs and me went to the Open-air Ethnic Museum in Szentendre, the Gem of the Danube.
There were thousands of visitors there visiting the programmes organized in the Museum upon Easter. See their website here. We've been walking there for about 6-7 hours before we went home.
Today I am not int he best mood. This is the first Easter in a long time that I did not paint eggs. I have been so busy in the past few weeks with all kinds of things that I did not have time even to die. This weekend I wanted to have some rest.
I have put myself together and added an entry about D's seminar that he held here in March. Read about that here.
Also, the injuries that I got during the seminars are being a great pain in the ass.
The wound on my calf seems to be infected so I had to go last week and see the doc at work who gave me an antibiotics gel. I have ben using it for like 4-5 days, but it is not getting better.
The other huge bruise on the same calf did not want to disappeare either and the doc suspected thrombosis. He gave me another gel to treat with and said that if it won't get better by Tuesday (tomorrow) I'll have to go to the surgery. As I noticed it is getting smaller now thank God, so probably I have just come through it. But I think I have to go to the surgery anyway because of the infected wound.
Also, the director of my former theatre called me that he wants me to play again in one of the tales he put on stage. I have to play the role of a "karate dog", a dragon and a whore again. (I still cannot understand how can a whore fit in a tale which is supposed to be seen by children.)
So this means rehearsals again starting from tomorrow every day when I do not have trainings. And standing on the stage for hours does not do any good to my feet among the current circumstances.
So I am not too happy - I want to rest a bit.
The only one good thing that I can think of at the moment is that I have the money and the planeticket to Japan in my drawer, so my trip is sure unless the thrombosis takes me away...
Yesterday Cs and me went to the Open-air Ethnic Museum in Szentendre, the Gem of the Danube.
There were thousands of visitors there visiting the programmes organized in the Museum upon Easter. See their website here. We've been walking there for about 6-7 hours before we went home.
Today I am not int he best mood. This is the first Easter in a long time that I did not paint eggs. I have been so busy in the past few weeks with all kinds of things that I did not have time even to die. This weekend I wanted to have some rest.
I have put myself together and added an entry about D's seminar that he held here in March. Read about that here.
Also, the injuries that I got during the seminars are being a great pain in the ass.
The wound on my calf seems to be infected so I had to go last week and see the doc at work who gave me an antibiotics gel. I have ben using it for like 4-5 days, but it is not getting better.
The other huge bruise on the same calf did not want to disappeare either and the doc suspected thrombosis. He gave me another gel to treat with and said that if it won't get better by Tuesday (tomorrow) I'll have to go to the surgery. As I noticed it is getting smaller now thank God, so probably I have just come through it. But I think I have to go to the surgery anyway because of the infected wound.
Also, the director of my former theatre called me that he wants me to play again in one of the tales he put on stage. I have to play the role of a "karate dog", a dragon and a whore again. (I still cannot understand how can a whore fit in a tale which is supposed to be seen by children.)
So this means rehearsals again starting from tomorrow every day when I do not have trainings. And standing on the stage for hours does not do any good to my feet among the current circumstances.
So I am not too happy - I want to rest a bit.
The only one good thing that I can think of at the moment is that I have the money and the planeticket to Japan in my drawer, so my trip is sure unless the thrombosis takes me away...
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