上吐下泻 Valentine's Day

This the 2nd V-day in my life that I fell sick. I so hate myself for being so weak.

Left the office at 2.30pm yday after completing the report the boss wanted. Reached the damn clinic and had to wait for another half an hour before I was called. The doc suspected it was appendicitis cos' I had tender stomach, diarrhoea, nauseas symptoms. She then wrote me a referral letter and instructed that if the symptoms still persist at night, I had to admit myself to the hospital. Urgghhh....so serious I thought and started to panic.

Was already feeling like shite but the freaking nurses took another half an hour to prescribe my medicine. Fuck, if I had the strength, I would have gone up to complain. The cab ride back home was lagi worst. He jerked, he swerved recklessly, he is so lucky that I changed my mind about puking in his car. Bloody idiot.

Only vomitted when I stepped into the house. I dashed to the nearest toilet and puked my lungs out, to find that I've puked out the red grapes I've ate in the morning as breakfast. It definitely felt better, so I quickly took the medicine and hit the bed.

The hubby was worried for me so he came back home early to look after me. For the entire day, I didn't eat anything (haha...can lose weight!) and I took another dose of medicine and slept again. It was another hr later that I climbed out of the bed and puked another time. This time it was the gross black pepper chicken I ate on Monday night. Ewww.........I think I will not eat black pepper chicken for a while now...yucky yucky!

Now feeling a little floaty...could be that I didn't eat anything since yday. Better grab something light, take the medicine and get some rest...tonight is the night for HUBBY GOH!!

Happy V-Day Everyone!