SHOULDER PAIN
It all started slightly over a month ago. I was doing shavasana, lying down, clearing my head, when my shoulder suddenly felt painful. Felt like I just did an advanced yoga pose using my shoulder. The next morning, the pain was so unbearable. I couldn't turn my body to get out of bed!
I had a very weird thought about the pain - the day before I walked past an area which is supposed to be the 'playground for spirits', or 'tempat keras' as the Malays call it. That morning I thought I might have accidentally stepped on forbidden ground and thus I got the pain as punishment. So I called my mum to bring me see this healer - an 'ustaz', to get rid of whatever this thing that's been causing my shoulder pain. By this time, my entire arm was stiff, and I started to feel pain on the left side of my body. Screaming, I dragged myself up, took a quick shower, and drove to my parents' in Cheras - lucky I drive an auto car. Then was the wait to see this ustaz - that was the longest wait ever! My left side felt like it has swollen twice its original size, and the pain got to my left legs. I felt so tired, and got irritated at everyone who tried to make friendly conversations with me or my mum. I have to admit, at that time, I didn't really think they were being friendly. They were busy-body aunts and I wished I could make them disappear.
After the agonizing long wait (truth is it was less than an hour), I finally got to see the ustaz. He held my shoulder, the spot which I first felt the pain, and read some verses from the Quran. I felt like someone put a hot iron on my shoulder! Not minding the sweat, fighting from screaming was what I concentrated on. Boy, I thought waiting for my turn was bad. He was sending me straight to hell! After that was over, I realized that I was sobbing and my clothes were drenched with sweat and my mum was stunned. The ustaz later gave me a bottle of blessed water to bathe with for three days in a row.
So I did. Diligently. All because I was afraid of being followed by a spirit. Or seeing one whenever I look over my shoulder. ~shudder~
STABBED
After the third day of bathing with the blessed water, I had a dream. My limbs were tied, and someone or something stabbed me on my right waist - exactly where the surgeon cut to remove my appendix last June (2008). Despite the fact it was only a dream, I felt pain at the stab. Then I knew what people meant by 'unbearable' pain. In that dream, my mind was a blank, I could only see very bright light. That added with screaming with all my heart but no voice was heard.
Then my left knee was stabbed - the same spot which, only a few months before, was injured. I went through 6 weeks of therapy but it never really healed. Even did MRI scan (or was it CT scan?) on this knee. The doctor couldn't find any signs of injury - no ripped muscle/joint, no swelling, not even redness around the back of my knee. All that was there was pain, and I could not do any form of exercise or exaggerated movements.
After that was my shoulder, right where I felt the pain three days before. Imagine all these 'stabbings' was as painful as the first one.
I didn't feel anymore stabbing after my shoulder, and I thought that was over. But then, suddenly I felt the pain on my lower back. Only this time it was more intense than the first three. I actually thought that was my soul being ripped out of my body! Luckily for me, that woke me up.
PSYCHIC DREAM?
After that dream, I kept getting this bizarre thoughts about the pains and injuries I felt all this while were not really out of my clumsiness, that they were purposely 'sent' for me.
Of course those were silly ideas. I even talked to my friends about it, and most of them just called me crazy. Except for one person who told me to be very careful.
I know she said that out of concern for me, but at the time all I could think about was she was trying to spook me - should be easy for her since I scare easy!
As days past, I started to give this advice a thought, and surely I started to see things differently - things that I brushed off as silly or mere coincidences...
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