Woooooooosh.

3 days of body temperature of up to 39.8 degrees celcius. I thought it would never go down. Especially the second day. I'd call mother in my sore husky voice whining to her about how the temp's not going down.

Every few hours mother or father will call to ask me to check my temp or eat medicine. Or father's hand will be on my forehead, or he'd call and ask my mum to take me to the docs again (ma took off on the 3rd day. no point la, cos she'd heat up the porridge, then forget to turn off the flames, so it dries up. haha) I hardly ate anything the past three days cause i was sleeping all the time. My face now looks like it's been sunburnt. Skin peeling on my cheeks, nose.. lips. Urgh

All the plans i had to put off because of this. URGGH
And i felt so bad cause they were short of staff at work, esp on my 2nd day of fever.

Now, i've only got the cough and sore throat.
Work tomorrow.

I don't feel like going anywhere though. bah

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okay so it ended up being 5 days of fever. mother brought me to TTSH, on the 5th day. =/

oh, and 2 days stomach flu.
I puked and puked till there was nothing left to puke, but still continued to cough out bile. mum had to literally ordered the lousy doc to jab me on my ass at 2 in the morning.

she called up the boyfriend the next day and asked him if he could come over to make sure i ate food and medicine (cause i was damn weak.. and stubborn heh & noone was at home). So he came over, cooked porridge, ate together, then i slept and he left for school =)