I rarely get sick, a fact that I used to love to hate way back in high school and college because the best reason for my absence that I could muster was “because I’m lazy” or “I just don’t feel like going to school.” Now, it’s the other way around, I do em want to ever get sick unless I get that bout of laziness (FYI bosses, if ever you come upon this blog of mine, it rarely happens). I especially did not want to get sick this weekend because I was planning to go to this certain Bootcamp which I was invited to by Ely and where Riz will be attending a speaker to as well.
Friday, I was planning to go to the office but then I was feeling a little woozy, I barely had sleep for the past n days because … I don’t know, for some reason, I can’t sleep and if I do get to sleep it’s so light that slight brightness can rouse me up right away. Heck, even my father can wake me up with little to no effort which was not the case before.
I’m really so pissed and frustrated with myself. Frustrated enough that, last Saturday, I voluntarily drank a strawberry wine (it only tasted like juice) but it thankfully knocked me out for more or less 2 hours. I was thankful for that 2 hours because since I woke up (a little past 9, I guess) that day I only had 30 minute naps and my eyes are already burning and my head felt like it’ll explode every time I move. My having a cold helped in making me feel a lot more awful, and also the fact that my body can’t decide whether I have a fever or not! I know I’m not used to having a fever but you know, it’s nice if you know if you really are feverish or not.
It reminds me of a couple years back, I woke up to a very high fever and my whole body’s aching. I kept it to myself for a couple of minutes and when I can’t take it anymore, I went to my mom who confirmed that I do have a high fever, she told me that I should drink some medicine so I went downstairs and after having the medicine, my fever automagically went away. Just when my fever went away, my Mom’s already beside me and touched my forehead which wasn’t hot anymore. Guess what she said? “Eh, you’re not sick at all! Are you trying to fool me?!” I thought then, gee no, it just so happens that I can cry my eyes out just to see you flustered.
Anyway, as I was saying, I then forced myself to sleep, the next day, I was feeling a little better but lady luck’s still not on my side. I was about to take a bath, so I could go to the mall and take care of some business which I was supposed to take care of last Friday, I went outside to get my towel then on my way back, my head hit the corner of our lovebird’s cage which left a wound. Then while taking a bath, I hit my hand on the soap holder (or whatchamacallit), I almost slipped while walking to the bank, the FX I rode to the mall was so slow and the man beside me is nonchalant that I was being squeezed (by him), and on my way home, it rained so I was forced to take a tricycle even though I can walk home. And here’s the best part, it stopped raining when I got in the house. Really now!
The bright side though, I was finally able to sleep soundly after that, sure I was still kinda sleepy the whole day today but at least, I got to sleep for more than 4 hours in a week! I don’t know what happened to my life last week, I just wish it never happen again. Sheesh, enough series of unfortunate events already, the year has only begun.
[edit 1/22/2007-6:20am]So I spoke too soon, being able to sleep right for one night does not mean that you’ll be able to sleep soundly th next night. What the hell was I thinking,huh?[/edit]