It all started with this sms last night to Mommy, "If you are buying breakfast for me, buy porriadge. Thanks. Throat very pain." She would usually buy those fried noodles or roti prata for me. So, I wanted to avoid that.
I woke up at about 10am in the morning. All I could feel was think secretions and mucus gathered in my mouth. I could not breathe through my nose as well because the mucus were all so thick! I went to the toilet and spat all of them out. Ok, shall not describe how they look like.
Coming from a respiratory ward I worked in during my clinical attachment, I had a feel of what my patients felt! They may have bronchitis, pharyngitis and whatever itis, I know I have *something*itis. (itis-inflammation) The reason why they had to be admitted into a hospital could be their condition is worse than mine or they do not have the ability to cough and blow it all out. That is why I am not in the hospital. I didn't even see a GP. Oops.
Went back to bed and woke up at 1 in the afternoon! After eating the porriadge Mommy bought for me, guess what, I went back to sleep again. I didn't really want to sleep but my brain lured me to the bed.
Now I'm awake, waiting for Mommy to buy dinner back so that I can take some medicine. I feel so pampered with her around. Awww.
During the nap, I had one of the strangest dream ever!! I'm just wondering if it happens in the real world.
By God's grace, I got that sms.
I can't wait for our very first SoundCard camp!!!!!! Praying that I'll be better tomorrow! :D