The story of how my job killed my dream (well maybe not yet)
So I worked as a chef in a 'chinese' bar for a while. Cooking involved lifting 3kg bags of frozen meat, then 5-6kg woks full of cooked meat and boiling water that could easily spill on your hands and cover them in blisters, make them ugly for a monts and so on. Just regular kitchen job. But. The problem was that all the veg, prawns, noodles etc had to be flipped by certain movement of your dominant hand (unless you're not human and can do it with the other one. That just doesnt happen). That movement had massive impact on my future-to-be-or-not dissability. I'm not gonna go deeply into medical terminology, nobody cares enough to remember all that babling anyways. Simply my tendon is surrounded by bunch of fibrosis that should never be there. According to the docs they could be there for few years (may have started when I played violin), but doing this certain job made it so much worse, i had to go through 7 days of phisiotheraphy with strange machines that in my opinion just caused more pain; also now I need to wear this iron man sleeve at all time except maybe for shower.
(Thats my iron man arm. And my doggy for scale <3)
My meds make me sleepy and unendurable for people to hang out with me most of the time. So for now I had to quit my job with the perspecive of possibility of not being able to work as a chef again. So my dilema now is if I should keep saving up for my cooking school. Cause I could like fly to vegas and get drunk or something...to ease the pain lol
But for now my only free time entertainment is cinema. I honestly think that the purchase of cineworld unlimited card was the best thing Ive ever done. During first month with my card, Ive seen 15 movies. Which is actually kinda sad.. oh well. I guess I can't have it all ;)
Ill still try to post some foodporn every now and then.
Stay chilled.
Alicja/ VP
