:: eLise is me ::: 40.1°c

Friday, July 08, 2005

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40.1°c

The 2nd most "sickening" period of my life happened from 1 July 2005 (fri) - 4 July 2005 (mon).

The 1st most "sickening" period was when I'm in primary school. I was still a little kid then. Anyway, got sick and the gist of it all was that I can't even eat or drink cause whenever I consume anything, I'll puke! And all I did during that period was lying down everywhere I go, like I'm gonna die soon.

And now after donkey years, when I'm a healthy young lady, the "almost-same-thing" happened again.

Let's just cut the chase and go straight to the point.

During these 4 "sickening" days, I went to the doctors 3 times. 3 freaking times, mind you. Imagine the amount of money I threw away. Damn.

Anyway, here goes:

Started to feel sick on thursday and on friday itself, had a fever of 40.1°c. Of course I didn't know it was that high. When I took my temperature at home, it was only 38°c or so. Well, I guess that's because the thermometer I used is of poor quality. (it was free, mind you. given to me by my poly when we first entered the school, cause it was during the SARS period)

Well, my first attempt to the doc was on thursday. Initial plan was to go to the friendly old man doc downstair but then, the clinic was closed. So having no choice and feeling sicky, I went to this "old-school-looking-all-made-of-wooden-planks" clinic. Have to wait for 30 minutes cause the doc went for dinner. So I waited and waited (thank goodness they had 8-Days magazines there) for the doc to come back.

Anyway, all I can say is that the service there sucked. Here's why:

Reason No. 1

The doc has such "good" skill when it comes to temperature taking. She did not place the thermometer properly and when the reading came out, she told me that I do not have fever. Acting as though I enjoyed lying to her about feeling feverish.

Reason No. 2

The doc is such a good sales person. It's a pity she's not a sales girl. She's supposed to be a doc but apparently, she's got identity crisis. Instead of attending to the problem of me being sick, she actually tried to introduce some other none-related products to me. How appropriate.

Well well well, damn me if I ever goes back to that clinic.

Back to the day of my 40.1°c temperature. This time round, being the cheapo I am, I went to the polyclinic. To my surprise, there's loads of people there. So poor me waited for Picasso knows how long. When the doc finally attended to me and took my temperature, oh man, you should have seen his face. He looked shocked and then asked me: "why didn't you tell the nurse that you're having high fever? They could have given you a smaller waiting number."

Hey. As if I know. They only state that piority is given only to pregnant women and old people. I'm neither pregnant nor old.

The point is, I waited for a very very long time.

Well, my 3rd attempt to the doc was on Sunday night. When my dad scolded me for not eating when I'm sick, I yelled back that I feel like puking whenever I eat something. (as for the yelling part, can't blame me for feeling cranky you know) So, being the overly concerned dad, he brought me to the doc. Went to Westpoint clinic. I think that was my happiest trip. Cause the doc was such a cutie. Haha. Anyway, was given a stronger dose of medicine and a mc for mon.

I have no idea why I'm writing all this but all I wanted to bring across was to let you know how terrible I felt during the 4 days. And yeah, during these 4 days, I had the worst pounding headache ever experienced by mankind. Ouchy.

So now, kindly say: "oh-you-poor-thing". Thank you. Hurhur.

P.S: I seriously thought I will go dumb from the high fever. I was so freaking scared. Oh man. Horrible.

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