Hello & Goodbye

Greetings from some one clad from head to toe in her armour.

- Gloves – check
- Mask – check
- socks – sock
- long pants – check
- sweater – er, hot leh

Yes my friends, I have contracted hand foot mouth disease. It not just happens to kids as we all think. The funny thing is I wasn’t even near any kids or child care center what so ever, how did i get it? i have no freaking idea.

So the thing is, I had the fever, the sorethroat (damn it is killing me), the mouth sores (freaking painful), the rashes/sores on hand and feet, malaise… the whole work.

had to miss an event i organised today =( oh well. things went smoothly enough! Phew, so heng no hiccups that I have to resolve or I would have been on my BB the whole day.

Oh well, the good thing I am now immune to it so probably wouldn’t get it again. Fingers crossed!

I used to be stressed and have no qualms about it. I work my hat off and look forward to the weekend or the next holiday.

These days, I am stressed that I am stressed. Simply because it has repercussions  beyond my control.  I have taken a rather nonchalant attitude towards this (very unlike me) – perhaps a case of out of sight, out of mind – but I suppose at the end of the day, there is still a nagging feeling about it.

All that late nights and festivities have finally reared its ugly side – I can so feel myself coming down with the flu. Darn! I hope it doesn’t go into full-blown mode what with a sporty and fun weekend ahead – rock climbing!! with the convent babes and a very busy week at work with all the deadlines looming.

No more royal rumbles till the wee mornings consecutively! Hmpf.

Big mistake, big mistake. Look what happened – a strained foot. Potentially 2 trips to the Osteopath and no heels for at least a week.

3inchheels equates to a bandaged foot

Don’t Say I didn’t warn you, flats or lower heels for clubbing in future.

all because i wanted to see the stage in full view, alamak! why am i so short?!

This year doesn’t seem too good for me, health-wise. I’ve fallen ill again. This time succumbing to the dreaded flu (not swine, thank goodness!!) – with runny nose (now red, no thanks to the constant blowing of my nose), hurting-like-crazy sore throat and a very dry cough.

The real irony is, I have been taking much better care of myself – ensuring that I consume lots of water and dutifully taking my vitamin Cs almost every day. So it’s quite a bummer now that I’ve fallen sick yet again, especially during this crucial period.

Maybe it’s a case of too little, too late?

As Friday drew to a close, I could finally breathe a sigh of relief. It was 7 days of constant worry for the perpetual worry-wart in me. I just kept thinking of the repercussions if I fell ill in that 7 days. It was not that I showed symptoms but I was just constantly worried I would. It didn’t help that I had  several ulcers developing in my mouth and a swollen lymph node thrown in to confuse me. But alls well now at least, I can rest my mind that I am not a time bomb potentially waiting to spread my germs to others in the office.

It was a busy, busy first week back at work and a good knock back to life. Well, I did receive some “news” but that’s a story for another post.

I seem to have lost some momentum to blog so end here, I shall!

It was the week I fell ill, really ill. I was on MC for a good 4.5 days of the week, spending most of my days dazed and in bed. To think I had a great weekend just the day prior and then bam, all memories of the rosy weekend ruined. It started off with me vomiting my Sunday’s dinner out, experiencing major discomfort in my tummy and high fever. It was an absolutely bad timing to get ill, what with the ongoing hoo-ha about swine flu. I was told to go back the next day for a second consultation for further review and monitoring – in fact, I expected I wouldn’t have to go for this but alas, it was not to be. In fact, I fell even more ill, with my temperature constantly a high 39 degrees. I was in so much agony. The temperature only subsided on Wednesday and I finally returned to work on Thursday only for me to feel sick all over again half way through the day. My father finally decided to bring me to a TCM instead as the Western medicine didn’t seem to be working. Indeed, my fever subsided and while I am still not as strong as a bull, I do feel much better. All the medicine – for a few days, I was popping pills nearly every 2 hours – has left my taste buds feeling numb and I haven’t had a proper meal in days! In fact, I haven’t been able to finish most of my meal ever since I fell sick. It seems the only that thing that I like now is my dad’s plain porridge with salted chai xin

The one blessing in disguise – I have lost weight!!