Bleurghh

That was how I felt yesterday and the day before yesterday. Just plain Bleurghh.

Monday wasn't such a bad day... initially. I had received a letter from HR giving me the good news that I've been granted a salary increment. But any plans for celebration that night was completely thrown out the window as I felt awfully bleurggh. My head hurt, my joints hurt.. I just felt very very weak.

Driving home while feeling bleurggh was bad enough. But it was also raining and we all know what happens to KL traffic when it rains. It was HELL. Upon reaching home, I just plonked myself on the bed and slept.

Woke up at 3am, drenched in sweat. I was feverish and shivering under the covers. I forced myself back to sleep because I had to wake up early to go to court in the morning.

Woke up in the morning STILL feverish and shivering. Dragged myself out of bed while Mom hovered around me, concerned and bewildered as to why her daughter still insists on going to work despite looking like a drowned-ogre.

I couldn't imagine having to drive in that condition so I got the Pakcik to send me to court. I tumbled out of the car and shuffled up 2 flights of stairs to get to the damn courtroom. Dressed in black and white, I think I must have looked like a penguin on drugs.

WHY is it when you're feeling (and looking) your worst, you bump into SO many people you know? Ex-colleauges, old schoolfriends, father's buddy, mother's cousins' daughter etc etc. The LAST thing you want to do is to indulge in small-talk but you're forced to do so while trying NOT to barf on their shoes.

After court, I went to the clinic. Of course, I had to go to the Firm's 'Panel Clinic'. Went to the one near the office. After filling up the forms, the nurses then told me that I had to go to their OTHER branch on the OTHER side of town. I begged them to allow me to be treated there but they insisted that I dragged my sorry ass to the OTHER clinic.

Fine. Went to the OTHER clinic. By that time, all I wanted to do was to curl up in a fetal-position and sleep. Finally saw the doctor and she did all the necessary stuff. Temperature (100), blood pressure (normal), open mouth (very red, very bad), does your joints hurt? yes? been bitten by mosquitoes? no? okay...good.

After a few minutes, I got my bag of medication and went home.

Spent the entire day in bed, trying NOT to move. My head felt like my brain was trying to find a way out of it. It was throbbing and throbbing and throbbing. My EYES were being weird too. I seriously felt like it was bulging out of my skull and trying to escape my face. My feet were shivering, despite the 2 layers of socks I had on.. My whole BODY was just BEGGING for relief.

God, I hate feeling bleurghh.

In order to take medication, one has to take it AFTER meals. But when one feels bleurgghh, one has NO appetite AT ALL. My mouth tasted funny... like.. I dunno. It just tasted funny. ALL food tasted funny. Crackers, soup, bread, pizza (my mom thought I could swallow that... and I did!). Everything tasted icky. ICKY!! But I forced it down to eat the damn medication and yet, I STILL felt bleurghh.

Now I'm back at work. Not feeling TOO bleurghh but the after-effects are still there. WHEN is this icky taste going to get out of my mouth? I know I wanted to lose weight before the wedding but I was NOT planning on the Bleurghh-Diet.

Okay, silver lining - at least I'm alive.