Series of unfortunate events

The final quarter of 2011 started with a bang for me. As a matter of fact, it started even before the quarter started.

After a course in Penang, and a friend’s hens night, I fell ill. Very ill. So bad that it broke all my previous record of the number of days I was off work, calling in sick.
I was down with high fever, sore throat, cold, flu, cough and everything else that one normally gets when they are unwell.
I was suspected of dengue, so, the doctor took my blood sample for testing.
Luckily for me, it wasn’t dengue.
Unluckily for me, the bacteria in me was not going without a fight. A tough one…which took me 4 days off work just to beat it…
And what was worse? My laptop decided that it’s high time to throw tantrum and refused to start up….means, I couldn’t even check my mails…

Thankfully, I was feeling a lot better on Day 4, so decided to proceed with one of the meeting in office, and still head for our Away Day in Pangkor the following day so that I won’t let my carpool mates down,. I was the designated driver…and before I knew it, my autogate decided it was a good time to break down the day before the trip.
It wouldn’t be a problem normally, as the smarty dad had another manual gate at the back of the garage~!…..except the old “I’m refusing to start” Wira was blocking the way…
So, I had to call off the meeting in the end, and called the repairman multiple times to ensure he comes to fix the gate on that day itself…

When the repairman finally came, the dogs were getting very excited…the result?
Strike 3:

Well, they say bad luck hits you in 3…so mine would have ended…
or so I hoped…unsuccessfully..

A rather “weird” stomachache last Tuesday night which continued throughout the night, and the pain that didn’t seem to go away despite me having taken painkillers, as well as food poisoning medicine was the start.
By Wednesday morning, I went to the clinic, where the doc gave me a jab (2nd jab within timespan of 2 weeks), Smecta (for air in the stomach), a gastric pain pill, and another pill for food poisoning.
By noon, I was still unwell, and being the scardy cat I am, began to worry. And so, I drove to the hospital with the referral letter in my hand to “check-out” what went wrong.
The next thing I know, I was asked to be admitted there and then, and I should get ready for operation.
Numerous needles poking ensued (ouchhh~!), and by Wednesday night, I had undergone the necessary surgery.
The next few days went by in a daze, with me vomiting most of the time due to the general anaesthetics which took forever to wear off, and possibly, my body reaction to the antibiotics (according to the doctor).
I wasn’t allowed any food until the vomiting stops, so, naturally, I was on clear liquid diet for the next few days…
And so, I ended up sleeping from day to night, to day…waking up only when I had visitors, to vomit, to take temperature, blood pressure, to change drips, and to use the washroom…
I had no idea I could sleep so much…
I was finally discharged on Sunday, but still very much recuperating from home this week: No jumping, No walking fast, No running, No driving, No Nothing..just…rest..

And to make matters worse? A friend aka colleague came to visit me in the hospital, and told me some of them had a good laugh at my series of unfortunate events…and the hospitalisation and operation had to be the season finale….
(T.T)”

The consolation: I thank god for it to be happening now, and not during my sis’ wedding period. I’m also grateful that I found out relatively early, and was pretty well taken care of by the nurses in Ward 4B of Sunway Medical Centre during my stay there…
Thank You for those whom came to visit, to those whom sent me msges wishing me well, to those who cared…