vindictive viral infection

The story goes like this..

camp
One fine night, po wore his favourite teletubbies costume, lied on his bed and watched Fast n Furious 1 on his itouch. 30mins into the video, he felt something weird going on with his body so he decided to pause the video and sleep early. However, the sick feeling didn't go away. It was until when everyone had slept then he couldn't tolerate the nausea anymore. He rushed to the toilet and unleashed a stream of "dinner".

In short, 2 vomits and 1 diarrhea. Thinking it was food poisoning and that food poisoning could some times be deadly, po was worried. He grabbed his 11b, camp pass, toilet roll and rode his scooter to the medical center. "Sorry ah, the driver says he wants to finish his comedy, 5mins k?" said the medic. 5mins took 15mins.

tengah
Thereafter, medical center -> tengah airbase medical center, which was where po endured a night that lasted like an eternity. Po was also poked 7 times on his arms by inexperienced medics, and each time felt so painful. He had to battle against the super cold sickbay [they blast the aircon in the sickbay for what, seriously? let those who have fever die?], the constant urge to vomit, the odd stomach pain, headache, slight fever and dizziness. There was a sachet of sth that he had to drink, but after drinking that, he vomited everything out. For fear of breaking the needle for the IV drip, he lied on the bed and tried his very best to keep his right arm still. This made his back ache. Every hour, he would wake up, struggle, and sleep again, until dawn. Thanks to the inexperienced medics, the IV drip was set too slow, it's like po's blood hasn't got any IV inside.

NUH
So, the medical officer declared that po's condition has not improved after 1 night, and that he had to be sent to NUH A&E. The aircon there was also blasting as though electricity is free in hospitals. Diagnosis showed that it was viral infection, not food poisoning, thank goodness. Poked 2 more times, struggled against the aircon again, waited for DAMN DAMN LONG, then get discharged. But that was not the end. Po was still unwell. Even when po went home to rest, he felt extremely sick. It was 10x worse than flu and fever.

home
Nothing to do? Sleep. Po slept for 2 full days and ate food that would normally only last him a few hours. It was not until a third excretion from the ass did the condition improve. On thurs morning, Po was able to play scooter again.

Thanks to LTA jiahao for taking care of me during the NUH visit, my mother for cooking delicious fish vermicelli but I couldn't eat much, brothers who offered help in any way they could, friends who happen to know my unpleasant predicament and showed their priceless concern, medics for their apathetic attitude which resulted in my delay of treatment.

That was one hell of an ordeal that I had been through. It was horrible, yet it was only a viral infection. Thankfully it was over.


like a hula hoop, my mind just went round and round
weijian

the truth hurts, and lies worse

Meet my buddies..



Boiling water, normal water, pipagao, rhino horn water, strepsils, luohanguo, panadol..




Without them, I''d be dead by now.





Among all my buddies, pipagao is the best!







What, just 3 weeks without fruits and my body is down?! I don't wanna go back to that permanent sore throat + block nose body again..



So I was looking forward to good Friday this week. I tanked the boring training and such, only to get a slight sore throat on my nights out and a horrible Thursday after that. On Thursday night, I knew I couldn't make it.

Indeed, Friday morning was a blast. A 1.77m and 65kg mass actually got disabled from some bacterial throat infection. I felt like a horse that got crippled when hundred of boys shot rubber bands at me. Horrible. It was a free-air-con day for me. Then I thought that I shouldn't survive so much just to skip that rare outing. So I clung onto courageous balls and persevered.

Luckily I went cos I didn't regret going haha. Singing with 10 other guys, eating porridge, drinking free hot barley + black faced waiters, wanton mee at crystal jade.. .. and all those whiles I had the stinging pain in my throat whenever I swallowed my saliva. Pain aside, Crystal jade is so overpriced for its mediocre food standard! Come my house I cook for you luh, charge you $6 can alr. I can switch on my air-con for you also. Confirm nicer and free flow plain water.

Took me long enough to realise that I can't project my voice loudly. No wonder people keep having the impression that I'm shy when I'm singing. I mean I do, but it's soft even when I tried my best. Looks like I can't be a garang-guni man next time. Great job to those who sang! Paiseh shen me!






Not to forget, I watched an old movie recently.. Click. I was so glad that he was given a second chance (cliche I know) that my tear glands unwillingly took control over my eyes. We're not so lucky to get second chances in life. I hope I won't live to regret..














I kinda like making noises to liven the atmosphere in parties or on high occasions.


like when you got frozen in the iceman game without knowing that the game had ended and everyone else had gone home, you played on
weijian