As some of you might have known, FP (previously known as Lex in the old blog. Have promoted him to Frog Prince) has taken up an avid interest in photography.
And me, being the leading lady in his life has become the focus of his lenses
Recently, he has decided to start on a project which is entitled 50 Weeks of Her – which basically means 50 weeks of me, quite literally, hoho. I’m only too happy to help him in his endeavour because his ideas are always so fantastic.
So last weekend, we ventured out into the “woods” (location is secret) for a photoshoot.

It was an open grassland. We were careful to walk slowly in case of potholes and snakes. I was honestly more worried for snakes than potholes – because snakes make me hyperventilate and potholes don’t.
We kept walking on thinking it’s gonna be grassy on flat land all the way (coz thats the way it seems from afar) until we came to a grassy ditch. Which we had to cross over in order to get to the artistic looking tree in the background of the photo above.
He ran and jumped over, quite easily (of course) and then asked me to pass over the heavy equipment that we have brought along for the shoot. I could barely pass him the heavy bag across the ditch, what more myself. LOL.
So, what’s left next was me.
First of all, I do have a problem with jumping. In a photo taken in San Francisco, my friends and I were supposed to jump in the air while the photo was captured. Turned out, I was the only one in the photo barely off the ground. Embarrassing, really – which is why it will not be published here.

So, all I had to do was jump over the ditch, where FP was ready to receive me. But I was scared. Don’t know if I was embarrassed to run-and-jump in front of FP or because I was half afraid to fall in the ditch (or I was pretty certain that I would fall in) so I did a few “false starts”.
Which cracked him up.
When I finally gathered the courage (this is without thinking), I run-and-jumped over and he caught me and we both fell over. According to his account of the incident, he said I did the “funniest little prance” instead of running but nevermind.
When I landed, I felt that familiar pain that I’ve often felt when I have injured my leg after falling many times before. Almost thought I couldn’t walk, but I could. The pain was momentary and soon after we were busy trying to get the best of the last minutes of daylight.
However, the next day at work, the pain began. The pain got worse and worse until on the drive back home, I felt so much pain while maneuvering the manual car pedals. By night time, I was suffering in tears.
The next day, I still went to work as normal. I took a cab to and from work and even wore slippers and ankle guard to work. But the pain continued to escalate until my knees and thighs.
It wasn’t until yesterday that FP had had enough of me being in pain, he practically kidnapped me from the office and took me to the A&E at a hospital nearby.
Took an x-ray and turns out that my ligaments were sprained and ended up with both ankles bandaged lol. And oh, did I mention 3 days MC (inclusive of yesterday)?

Sigh sigh.
Anyway, here’s the image FP has chosen to represent Week 2 of 50 Weeks of Her:

I don’t really like how I look in the photo, but he said it looks like I am trying to find for something. When I look at it again, it looks like I’m trying to tell something. So maybe he has a point in choosing this photo.
I am looking forward to Week 3, despite being seriously injured in the name of art. So, stay tuned for more updates with gorgeous photos from our fun-filled adventures
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