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♥ Monday, September 11, 2006
11:23 AM

Yes, I am a sick man. Or rather sick woman.

This flu and cough I have is driving me crazy. It makes me breathless at night and makes sleepy in the day. When I woke up on Sat, I missed the operation hours of my family clinic (Meaning I have to wait till Mon). I coughed all the way. I missed church, my nursery class, going out. I felt miserable inside-out. My dear tried to convince me out of the house. First, some smoker smoked in the lift, then the air pollution was heavy. A short walk made me breathless and weak. I reluctantly want to complete the walk at the park and almost blow my top (Sorry dear, I felt really awfully bad inside).

Super weak. I weighed myself. I lost 2.5 kg over the weekend. Guess it was because the medication I took made me so nauseous that I practically throw out everything before I could digest it.

This morning, dragging myself out of bed. Energy drained by waking up several times in the middle of the night. Want to go to work, but felt too weedy. In the end, went back to sleep. Just visited the doctor who gave strong drowsy medication.

I am going back to my dreamland soon..