Feelin' Queasy..

There are a lot of first-time experience for me this year. Another one to add to the list would be; First time being admitted to a hospital. Hehehe.. here's the story..

Tried to self-medicate myself by taking Lemsip Lemon for flu & fever. Unfortunately, my cough & flu continued to wreak havoc in my system, so I visited another clinic near my workplace. The doctor there prescribed me with flu tablets, cough syrups (I requested for a non-drowsy one) and lozenges for my throat.

That night, we had a meeting with a potential client and I really really do not wish to re-schedule this meeting anymore coz it'll made us looked like some unprofessional hobos, so I took the medication given religiously. Apparently, I wasn't prepared for another attack. When we were at my client's house, my tummy started to sound & feel like ermm.. a war was going on in there. I panicked and my brain started to go through all the crap that I've eaten for the past 12 hours. I nudged my hubby and mouthed the word, 'Stomach problem' to him and pointed to my tummy because I don't want the whole world. Very embarrassing lah dey~

Sigh~

I excused myself and dived into the bathroom.

Twice.

When the feeling came again for the third time, I quickly nudged hubby again to quickly wrap the discussion so that we can go home, in an afford to save my waterface. Hahaha.. Apparently, the client had other things on her mind and she still wanted to continue. She went on and on and on and on and on and on and on..

Have you ever had moments when time was moving ever so slowly? When time just crawls to a stop? That was how I felt. I could see the cracks on the ceiling, tiny little ants, hear the second-hand on the clock ticking, hear my heart beating, see the dust on monitor.. I hear everything else, except for the sound of my client's voice. I was on nodding-and-smiling-politely-regardless-of-what-was-said-or-done mode.

And then.. fever started to kick in and I was beginning to feel cold.

When we finally reached the carpark in Ubi, I jumped out of the car before hubby can even park it, ran to the lift, pound on the buttons of the lift, tap my feet continuously while the lift moved, ran all the way to the door, fumbled around with the keys, gritted my teeth in frustration as the keys dropped to the floor, almost laughed out loud when the door finally opened, threw my bags to the floor and skipped to the loo my darling~.. Heh..

Before going to sleep that night, I ate another medicine for diarrhoea, hoping that my sleep won't get disrupted by going to the toilet for a few more times.

Hah~! I was dead wrong.

At 3am, I was rudely woken up by a sharp pain on my upper stomach area. It was excruciating! I thought that the pain was a temporary one, but I was wrong. Hubby got me ready to go to Tan Tock Seng Hospital. I was delirious and asked Hubby for forgiveness in case I am going to die, while he looked at me like I am mad. Hahahah..

We reached the hospital at around 3.30am. The person there asked me if I can point out the scale of the pain that I am having, between 1 - 10. I almost said 20, but knowing that they usually have no sense of humour (like airport staff lah), stopped myself and said between 7-8 instead. Bleah~ Ya lah.. What if he quickly paged for his top surgeon and wheeled me into the operating room? Then they will open me up and see what was the thing that can cause such unspeakable horror in me. Heehee..

At last, when I finally get to see the doctor (which was pretty fast. They gave priority to me first, I think because they can see the agony in my eyes), he asked me if this is the same pain as period cramp because coincidently, yesterday was also the 1st day of my menses (Yeah, I know.. Tripple whammy!!!!). I said no, the pain is unlike the kind that I've ever had. I have never experienced such pain in that region before. After he injected painkiller into me, I felt light-headed and can feel the pain slowly disappear but it was replaced by a tight pulling sensation. My breathing was back to normal and I was wheeled to the observation room.

At 6++am, the pain returned with a vengeance. It striked me with double the force and Hubby had to run to a staff nurse for help while I writhed in agony on the bed. The doctor came again with the magic syringe, and a few minutes later I floated into the air once more, seeing rainbows and unicorns. Fortunately, the drama ends there and I was discharged an hour later. Was given a huge dosage of painkiller (tablet form), just in case.

Well, that was my horrendous experience. Surprise surprise, I am back in the office this morning. Tummy still feeling queasy. Apa nak buat.. dah nasib badan..

I don't know what is wrong with the people in the office. I was on MC because I was unwell. Or would they prefer me to go to work, feeling crappy? Spread my virus around? I think Jolly has caught it also because she's on MC today with the same problem I had previously. Hahaha..

Ok lah. I got to get back to work now. Tonnes of things to do.

:'(