The day started rather later because I slept late watching online movies. Just before noon, the “big business call” awakes me. Not the office. The nature-call. I didn’t think it was a normal one. Indeed it wasn’t. It repeated SEVEN Times till there is nothing more to let out but fluid. Just had a piece of toast to fill the very empty can at noon. The nausea feeling is also not helping. Mum cook some spicy meal which I totally cannot take right now. Freaks me out intact.
She wanted to run her errands to buy stuff which I did. And while doing so, I just realized body starts to ache, eyes watery, heavy head, and finally the fever kicks in full blown at 38.2 C. Doctors can wait because I am too weak to even drive.
My best companion is my bed under me, my Macbook above me. And I’m sandwiched in between not wanting to move an inch because the aching is really not comfortable at all. Even the slow fan speed is like poking every corner of my body.
My appetite score which usually is 10/10 is now down to probably a rating of 1/10. That’s for the one bread i had at noon.
The sickest past is, it couldn’t come at a better time. Its my leave day today. Come on man….give me this break I so very much deserve. I don’t want meds and I don’t want to see the Doctor. And I so don’t want to be confine in bed after and overdose of meds. That’s a NO-NO!!
With such cold weather, the crooked tailbone sure is a pain in the ass. Body system is getting old and getting dead tired.
Tomorrow shall be a better day, after I get complete rest tonight. Maybe we can skip the online movie and pop some pills and knock myself out.
OK my eyes are so hot right now..i better sleep.
When was the last time I did something for me? The kinda something which I do/will do without taking anything/anyone into consideration in deciding so and just do it because I want to do it. I’m trying hard to remember. Can I just do something, one thing, for me. I don’t know what or how, don’t know when. But I can’t find that little something I ever did for myself. Everything is always putting somebody/something before myself. And that, according to one friend who once work with me. Even on pay day, I should pay myself first instead of paying any loans/bills/or give anybody else my hard earn money. Well, for someone so smart. He is prospering in life. I wish him well. He’s a nice chap who advise me a lot, cheerful and very honest guy. Met a sweet lady and I suppose he is happily married.
Now, how in the world can I put myself before others when my life revolves around many others. Some times I tell myself to be super selfish and just think about me, myself and I. But cannot. I’m configured this way and I need a major upgrade to make me all fresh and new.
Weekend was jammed pack *wat’s new*. But Monday is such a drag. I’m squeezed for time considering my leave is just around the corner. Suddenly, I’m writing documents as though Friday is my last day at work. And no one is around to back me up. My only pain is that I am going to get phone calls during my break. And without even planning any overseas trip. There is already much to do at home. I don’t know I’m doing it for who though.
May I shouldn’t stress much today and just go home and have a good sleep because I have to start the day really early tomorrow.
I’m yawning away in this draggy Monday afternoon. Use to love documentations but not anymore. Not when there is so much to do so little time and yet I’m blogging just to stay awake. *YAWN*
There is only one man in this entire world who I love so dearly. And the best things about loving him is that I know that he loves me equally, if not more. There is no better man I want other than him. I know for a fact that he may leave me soon enough but I hope the next man I will ever come to love will be loving me like how he always have…and always will. And he is well love by his children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren and everyone who once cross path with him.
Dearest Yayi, I love you and you know it. Nothing will ever change that. I pray for your well-being and good health. But we all know the facts of life will eventually catch up with us. You are more of a father to me than you are a grandfather. But the best of it all you play both role equally well and you shower me with all the good things any little girl could ever wish for. I love you so much and it breaks my heart not being able to do more for you. But Allah knows best and I hope HE answers our prayers to bless our family and do what is best for you and us all.
I love you so very much.
