A Week Of Ordeal

I'm recovering well, at least for now. I'm still crossing my fingers, hoping nothing will happen, especially when tomorrow is the day i got my unlucky weekend guard duty.

I can still remember the last time i fell so sick, then, i was 19. I could remember how many days i lied on that very bed, consult the same old doctor and Sinseh as well. It was really tough passing those days, so much so that i had phobia for fever. Every little sickness I've ever since, i would almost relate it to fever. Thermometer then turned my best friend and worst enemy since then. I dared not imagine how i would have suffered again if it ever happens to me again and in the end it did, on the fatal Monday, 7 April 2008.

It all started on Sunday morning. I woke up to find myself having a sore throat. I can always remember how my mother would warned my against sore throat. Sore throat is the initial cause of all the unnecessary and troublesome upcoming sickness. Yet, i turned a blind eye and deaf eye on that very precious piece of advice as i would have think of it now.

All that potato chips, fried carrot cake, chili and roasted duck certainly didn't help, even though i constantly quenched herbal tea down my throat. My thought is just to eat what i love, eat to pass time and of course, cutting down on those isn't the first thing on my mind at all.

Monday came and i knew it's here. I kind of expected it but i never knew it would be that serious. Flu welcomed me in the morning. I was irritated by it. The constant rubbing, wiping and sneezing got me into a state of frustration as i patiently wait for the time to past as my exam is just hours away. Popped a flu medicine and off i went to school. Flu got serious by the time i reached school, not forgetting the constant 'sandy' feeling at my throat. The sore throat got worse. Those leftovers Strepsils from the Genting trip didn't helped at all.

Halfway through the exam, i felt more cold than ever. I had earlier prepared a jacket, yet it didn't helped at all. It seems as though i'm doing my papers in the Arctic. I can still remember how my nose keep running like tap water dripping out from the tap and on several occasion, it almost did drip like water onto the papers. Ewww!

I had to tilt my head slightly, causing great discomfort to my neck while trying hard to resist the drowsiness from the flu medicine i took earlier on. I finished the papers and by Evening, i can confirmed that I'm already having fever. My forehead's warm while my neck's hot. When i fetched Dear to school, it was already raining and that certainly make things worse for me.

I went home and eat my dinner. I turned in early that night, with the intention of consulting the doctor the next morning. Just the night before, I'm sleeping with a sore throat and a night later, I'm sleeping with mild fever, blocked nose and a more serious sore throat.

Consulted the doctor and i regretted consulting him. I regretted not consulting my family doctor @ Choa Chu Kang Edinburgh Clinic. This doctor diagnosed me briefly and prescribed me with medicine that doesn't even tally with what the nurse or rather clinic assistant said. Feeling too sick, i ignored and headed home. Popped the antibiotics, fever medicine and downed the cough syrup and i went to get my rest. Temperature that morning was around 37.8 degree Celsius.

I felt cold and nothing else but coldness. I was shivering even though the blanket totally covered me. I slept through the early part of the afternoon and when i woke up, my temperature had gone up - 38.3 degree Celsius. Mother suggested me changing the medicine and i took it, by nightfall, nightmare came. I'm experiencing a disaster. My temperature peaked at 39.2 degree Celsius. My forehead, palm, body, neck...almost everywhere was hot. Parents got worried, i panicked whereas my brother stood still, commenting here and there, obviously not making things better. I'm having such a high fever that I'm experiencing a severe headache and my eyeball was in pain. Then, my thought was only 'am i dying?', 'will my fever make me blind'? I was so scared. I suggested going to see another doctor, but my family doctor wasn't in. I became more scared. Dear was worried than ever, like those ants on a hot pan.

By then, Dad was already beside me, constantly putting coldly soaked handkerchief over my forehead, face, neck, arm, legs and body. Too many handkerchief on me. I could still remember my dad kept saying in Mandarin when he was putting those handkerchiefs on me - he said 'why so hot....why so hot?' I lied still, too weak and sick to respond.

They relate my fever to what happen 4 years ago and contacted that Sinseh. Dad got his friend to fetch us there. My head is still in pain, my eyeball as well...my body was scorching hot. That Sinseh also mentioned that I'm really hot. She poked needles on my forehead, body, back and soon after, i began sweating. I could feel my temperature had gone down. It did helped. All that blood dripping paid off i thought. My parents let go a sign of relief.

When i was home, i headed for bed to rest and before i turned in to rest, my temperature measured 37.8 degree Celsius. By midnight, it returned back to 38.8 degree Celsius. By then, everybody had already gone to sleep except for my mother. She panicked again. This time round, i reassured her that the temperature will go down, just to relieve her worries...I went to popped 2 normal fever Panadol. In wee hours that day, I'm sweating profusely. I touched my forehead and neck, it wasn't hot at all. I knew my temperature had gone down.

Next morning came, my fever measured a healthy 36.6 degree Celsius. Still i was having cough and sore throat. Mother had woke up early to went to but pearl powder from herbal shop, known to reduce heatiness in body. A mere amount of powder for 30 bucks. Took it right after and my temperature never gone up since then.

Till now, everything was good, except for the cough which is still bugging me now. No cold drinks, no fried food, no chicken, no plenty of yummy stuff for me, at least for now. I paid a price for not controlling what i ate. I recalled and remember I've never stopped eating fried food since last Friday. I have to watch my diet from now on. I don't ever want such a thing to happen to me again. It was really suffering. The wounds from those needles are still on my body.

It's a particular difficult time for me because my papers is today and yet i didn't managed to study much at all. But I'm glad i managed to rush it all yesterday, of course with the help of my Dear as well...

Lots of friends has been concerned for me and I'm thankful and glad that there's still them who's there for me...of course there's also my parents who took care of me so well...my dear who was so worried for me and helped me in my studies...I'm even more surprised when my two bosses send me messages of concern...It's a tough period and I've overcome it...hopefully I'm be fully recovered in no time...