The night I prepared myself for a Monday’s works
A typical Sunday night…… spend time on self-grooming, painting of nails, (painted my fingernails in nude and my toenails in BRIGHT RED), etc…. so that I would look freshed on Monday, chasing the Monday’s blues away….
The early part of the day was preparing for my class test on the following Tuesday.. Since it was on Statistic, a subject which I detested the most, efforts were made.
Too much of coffee, lack of sleep and stress overloaded.. Year-end coming, accounts needs to be closed, debts to be chased, projects on both work and studies are on tight deadlines… That was why I was having bad tummy-ache that day….
With the knowledge that my management would not be in town for the following two days, I conditioned myself not to be sick, thus, took 4 bottles of the ‘po chi’ pills…
Going to bed earlier than usual, so that I would be ready to tackle Monday blues… Yet, there is fate.. Or just plain unluckily….
In the middle of the night, coming to 4am, I woke up due to aching of my bones, from fingertips to my calf muscles.. Shivering from the chill of my bones, I tried to go back to sleep but to no avail. Thus, getting off the bed, not a small feat as I need to climb down in my weaken state almost missing 2 steps before I could touch the floor; in search for a thermometer….
Looking everywhere in the home for it, it was finally located in my sister’s room.. Luckily she did not scold me for switching on her lights initially.. I was running a fever of 38.9 o C!
Time to get the calvary… Wanting to wake my mum up, but I had to get my bro-in-law up first, for he was the nearest… in the end, everyone in my family woke up.. and my mum sent me to the hospital…
Immediately upon taking my temperature, the nurse sent me directly to the an isolated area, and was checked on soon.
Due to my allergy to painkillers, I was not given any to reduce my fever and my on-coming headache…
Perhaps I was having dengue or similar.. so, admitting myself in and get some medicines would quickly get rid of whatever is inside me….
By the time the A&E doctor said that there were a series of tests that needed to be run, and I had to be admitted, it was almost 8 in the morning….. by then, i was dead-beaten and HUNGRY!!!
Since I was on drip, I was not suppose to eat anything at all…. one good thing is that my mum finally went home… as she did not sleep much, it was a worry for me..
In the meantime, it was funny to note that I was able to sms my bosses and colleagues abt me going to be admitted to hospital……
Is it a norm or it is just me, a workaholic worker??? to be thinking of work..
Anyway, that is just the beginning of a torturous week for me… Read on if you are not bored..
