Friday, November 19, 2004
i'm feeling shittier than ever!
i stopped the medicine when the fever went down. and poof! it came up again.
what if i get chicken pox? but i've already had it before!
argh!
Thursday, November 18, 2004
yay! i'm back.
if only to report about falling sick again! i have such affinity for falling sick in the hols.
the stupid 39.3 degree fever totally ruined my tastebuds. everything tastes like cardboard or it's parents or it's derivatives. not very yummy. unfortunately it hasn't stopped me from tasting the fever medicine which is not very nice to put it mildly.
i seriously hope that i'll be getting better like snappy. i wanna have fun! how can i waste a whole week of hols being sick!
i did some packing today. it's odd how i pack at all the wrong times. i haven't even put together a suitcase for the trip and yet i went to pack my room instead. i unpacked all the NJ files which i had previously stashed in a corner behidn the door simply coz i couldn't bear to unpack them the last time i did a packing job. unpacking them did let me relive some memories. like the really noisy chemistry practicals and the interesting econs tutorials which i'll never experience again. but it was quite funny since the files were only crammed with 'meaningless' things like my notes.
and did i know that NJ and HC combined..i had 3 copies of the same SPA manual? what a great waste of paper! i threw 2 copies! what an even greater waste of paper. ha.
Monday, November 15, 2004
I didn’t go for the squad outing in the end.
I woke up with this queasy feeling. I was kinda hungry but I didn’t think I could really stomach anything. Then I was worried that if I didn’t eat I’ll end up with gastric, so I made myself eat a slice of bread(really bad idea since I’m trying to cut down on refined carbs) and drank a glass of milk.
I went for mass. And everything after became a horrible memory. We had to stand and sing the opening hymn and I felt ready to collapse. Then I started breaking out in cold sweat and figured that I wasn’t gonna last the mass. I stepped out due the Gloria I think, that’s like before the opening prayer?
Ended up puking into the flowerbed(betcha those flowers probably all corroded from my stomach acids), having diarrhoea and gastric. Sat on the floor as far from civilisation but then the oddball person would come along and stare at me, wondering what was this delinquent or weirdo doing outside mass.
Headed home to rest till dinner when I went to my cousin’s place and played mahjong till 1plus in the morning.
This is really freaky. It’s like, you don’t realise how well you were until you get sick. But more importantly, I’ve been getting used to eating less than I used to. Like half of everything. More veg. less whitebread. I’m glad, coz something positive came out of it and I lasted for more than a week. It’s like for once, I can prove that my determination, however little does extend even to watching my meals. Thing is, I’ve gotten pretty used to this. Like I can go without snacking. And I don’t eat till I’m stuffed anymore. When I figure, that I should be full, I stop. Something like it’s too tiring to eat further. Then all of a sudden, my whole system just crashes. Like eek. It’s so obviously not used to it.
Then I got this second revelation. Which I shall not mention here. Both ways, I’m left feeling rather err..freaked. Interesting how life knocks you on the head and wakes you up with things about yourself you never knew. Or did know before, but had some trouble remembering.
