Friday, March 24, 2006
It has been a Crazy month with a capital 'C'. Assignment deadlines were postponed, assignment deadlines were set back to back, a couple of tests, a couple of presentations and a lot of assignments.And it didn't help with a cranky weather. Dry, extremely hot and dirty dirty air.
And so The Great Humps was down with fever, flu, cough, headache, blurry eyesight, blocked nasal tract, occasional nausea and a weak appetite for two whole weeks. I finally succumbed and had to see a doctor last friday cos' I was feeling so very bad.
Reasons why I like seeing the doctor:-
i) The doctor has got the same surname as me.
ii) The doctor is cute, handsome and is very nice and polite towards me and my family.
iii) The doctor does his best to make his patients well, very caring and professional.
Reasons why I hate seeing the doctor:-
i) Waste of time. I waited for one full hour before it was finally my turn.
ii) Waste of money. Paid $10 on the going-return cab fares. Had to pay $32 for four types of medicine, including antibiotics. Ok lah, that was rather reasonable, but still, I needn't spend this money if I was stronger.
iii) Adorable kids turn into irritaing, whiney, spoilt brats when they are at the clinic. I'm already feeling so lousy, and still these kids can run around, causing a ruckus. GRRRRrrr!!!
iv) The cute, handsome and kind doctor is married already. Booo!!!
So anyway, Doc proceeded to measure my blood pressure as usual. And usually, he would look up with a smile and give me an all-clear signal for normal blood pressure. But this time, he frowned and said "Girl, your blood pressure is abnormally high. Let's measure it again."
So, he measured my blood pressure a second time and it was still abnormally high. He inquired and I grimaced. How to have a normal blood pressure when I have not been eating well, getting enough rest/sleep and rushing out so many assignments?! To refresh your memory, I have been getting an average of 5hours of sleep per night three weeks ago. Then two weeks ago, it dwindled to an average of 4hours of sleep per night. If I'm lucky and efficient enough, I get 5 hours of sleep. If not, I get 2-3 hours of sleep only.
Doc sighed but told me firmly that no matter how potent his medicine is, without adequate rest and sleep, I'm not going to recover. I nodded groggily, said my thanks and left to collect my medicine. When I reached home, took my medicine immediately and hit the pillows. I wasted that night and the next morning, just sleeping and walking around my house aimlessly, doing nothing.
On Saturday night, I stayed up till 2am to finally complete an assignment. Thank Goodness! I set the alarm for 8am the next morning, but only dragged my arse out of bed at 9am. Started on the other assignment immediately and was sitting in front of the laptop for a full 19 hours till 4am before the second assignment was finally completed.
But no, it was not time to rest for the day yet. I stayed up for another 1 hour to get some project ready for Show and Tell. So by the time I got to my bed, it was already 5.15am - 15 mins to put on facial mask. Woke up at 8 to realise the fucking printer was not cooperating with me. Smashed my fist into the armchair and screamed in frustration. Yeah, was already on the brink of insanity.
Went to school to get all my assignments printed out and organised neatly to be handed in. By the time I had gotten to handing in my work, I was so exhausted. My face was flushed red and I was perspiring profusely - severe dehydration. My limbs were trembling and my legs were struggling to support the rest of my body. My replies to my tutors were soft and weak, and I was holding back, trying hard not to puke. My tutors' concern and motherly instincts reduced me to tears. I skipped classes for that day and went home in a taxi.
When I reached home, I went straight to bed and slept for 6 hours. Mommy had to go to the doctor for me to get me 2 days' of MC. During my 6 hours hibernation, Mike left me 6 sms and called me twice to check on me. According to him, I hung up on him when he first called me. I was surprised because I had absolutely no recollection of him calling me more than once. Haha... When he called me a second time, 2 hours later, I answered the call and we talked for a minute before I drifted back to lalaland again. Again, according to Mike, I sounded very weak and it scared him shitless when I didn't reply any of his 6 sms and hung up on him even.
Right now, I am already 90% recovered. Coughing now and then and the mucus is still around. I can't wait to return to my swimming routine. But at least some good things turned out from this ordeal.
a) Mommy, although very naggy, had been extremely caring and supportive during this time. Thank you! I love you! Haha...
b) I lost a couple of kilograms. Time spent on sleeping > Time spent on eating
c) I realised how good it is to have someone, other than family and close friends, who cares so much for me and makes me feel so loved. Thank you, Mike! *hugs*
So this is what it feels like to feel for someone. I smile when I think of you each night before I sleep. You are the first person that comes to my mind when I wake up each morning. It also becomes a routine to check my mobile phone for your sms every morning. I know you've been worried sick about me, and now you yourself have fallen sick too. Please take care of yourself, baby. I don't like your irregular working hours. I don't like how you treat alcohols as water. I don't like the fact that you smoke heavily.
The fact that you are a heavy smoker and I am equally an extreme anti-smoker, holds me back from accepting you.
To the other, I know you are a nice guy. I know you like me, and I know I should reciprocate your feelings, and even more so because you are the epitome of a typical good man - don't smoke, don't drink, don't gamble, don't womanise - no vices. But there are times you are wishy washy and simply doesn't understand me at all. Oh well... There's still time to get to know each other better, right?
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