I’m officially cured!! Wow.. who would have figured that Chikungunya virus lasted for so long. Although I feel cured, the doctor has advised me to take it easy and pop in the paracetamol when my body feel like its not its usual self. This is because the attack of the virus in my body has taken a heavy toll on my own anti-bodies and things will not look up if another heavy virus or bacterial infection disease siege me again. I would rely heavily on strong antibiotics if I were to fell sick in this coming days.

SO no more nonsensical gallivanting in the middle of the night and eating weird food combinations- french fries dipped in vanilla ice cream and a small dollop of wasabi. I still feel feverish and dried eyes and doc says its normal since I am recovering. Okie Dokie doc!

Since I’m considered recovered, I decided to go out and feel the fresh air, dragging my poor parents out to Angsana Plaza. I would never want to step into that place when during the fasting month of Ramadan as it is pack with Malays doing their shopping for the Hari Raya Puasa festival. There will be no available parking lots and with the fasting during the day, many opt for the night shopping, after the breaking of fast in the evening.

I went brooch hunting for my new Kebaya and Baju Kurong that is tailor made by my aunt in Muar. The designs which I wanted, the old big brooch with running diamond chains on its bottom is not longer available. The design is no longer being made. It was a tiring search but in the end I went to my old boutique and got something alike my old brooch.

It is still gold plated, encrusted with diamond crystals and have a warranty of 1 year. But the price was certainly not 4 year ago when I got my old brooch. The original price was RM65 and after much haggling she gave me RM60. I had wanted for RM50 but come to think of it, the price is the same if I were to get it in Singapore. But I’m happy with my purchase, so no crying here my dears.

There was a huge Malay bookstore. I was tempted to go in and begin my hunt on Chef Wan recipe books but my parents saw my intention and dragged me away. Why… I was only 2m away from the entrance of the bookstore.

There was alot of shops and boutiques for bridal items such as bridal boutiques and decoration items for bridal gifts in Angsana. At least now I know where to go to instead of searching the whole Johor Bahru for it. I managed to get a glimpse of the price for one set of those glamour looking bridal gifts decoration. Each cost around RM58- RM65, depending on the size and design of the each piece.

Woah… those fancy pansy stuffs photographed and printed in bridal magazines are costly! Perhaps I can just rent it off. Should be cheaper.

Ack!! I thought today was the 26th Aug 2008.. Instead its the 27th!! I nearly had a heart attack when I saw my pending and undone work that was suppose to be submitted yesterday.

Not only that RHB has came out with their long awaited Mastercard Debit which is why I’m going to rush over to my bank in an hour time. I need to request from my bank manager all the necessary details in some loan and yada, yada.. Glare at their personnel as to why my updated details which I have filled up last two weeks ago is still not updated in my internet banking.

Still haven’t gotten a new car yet. Instead I’m concentrating in getting more money and sales. Cars and my fantasies of getting new posh looking Corvette accessories have to put on hold. Who wouldn’t want to have a Corvette?!!!

I’d like the black colored one. The one that oozed with pure sexy feeling and their leather seats, don’t make me rant about their leather seats. I love the smell of leather. I don’t need a radio to drive because I’d have my mp3 mobile phone blaring my favourite songs when I drive.

It’s a hard choice. Corvette or Audi… Audi is good too. I had a chance to drive an Audi before and their control is so smooth!!! I fell in love with it on the first drive.

Drat!! The boss is pestering me to head out to the bank now. Will update you later my beloved blog.

My condition is better today. I can eat without the usual pain, no more bad ulcers but my wisdom tooth problem still persists. My rashes have lessened out and now I can happily walk around without stopping for a scratch. My skin is back to normal although you can see my skin peeling off on my face due to the side effects of the disease and the medications.

All in all today is certainly much better than a few days ago. I manage to get some well needed sleep ever since my insomnia of the last few days. I still get my sudden bouts of feverish attack which I find it very bothersome especially during the middle of the night which can wake me up from my sleep.

My medication ran out on the fourth day which left me only my emergency dosage of paracetamol in the first aid kit. And from that day onwards, it was Chikungunya versus paracetamol. Well then, today I can officially say I’m feeling much better even though I still have my recovering nap once in a while. I’m doing whatever office work that has piled up during my absence in the office.

Wow.. a lot!!

Anyway this morning I had a scary wake up call from mom at 3am. She never walk up the stairs to my room in the middle of the night unless its an emergency. It was an emergency alright, my dad found a large python 2m long and 3inch thick in the laundry room. The huge reptile was hiding behind the washing machine. Good thing my dad found it first before my mom because if it was the other way round, she would have scream and ran far far away from it before informing us.

Since I was still sick, I couldn’t help my dad in capturing the snake. My dad had actually wanted to just catch it and let it out later in the morning to a safe place but changed his mind when the snake strike out and bit him. Luckily its just a python and not a cobra, like the one I had an unfortunate time experiencing.

After a clean strike on its head with a sharp long pipe that we used to dig holes, the reptile was strike unconscious. But my dad didn’t take it for granted and tied the creature up in a Gordian knot around its body and left it suspended on the staging. You can still see the drops of dried blood pooled underneath the suspended creature.

We don’t usually kill snakes that strayed into the house unless they pose a threat to our safety like cobras and vipers. But unfortunately this poor creature had thought we were a threat to it and as such, imprinted its death. Lucky thing dad is around, if not I think mom and I would have screamed the poor thing to death.

hehehe…

Still not recovering even though my antibiotics have long ago finished. I am now left with painkillers and panadol. My joint aches are gone but the swelling of fingers, soles of my feet and horrible rashes breakout plundered me. I was too itchy and sick to be online yesterday which is why I am updating today.

I looked like a walking tomato these two days, ripe for the picking but poisonous to eat. The rashes breakout was terrible yesterday and not an inch of my body is not inflamed and swelling. Sleeping was a painful attempt because my irritable skin do not like coarse material before I start shivering in a feeble attempt not to scratch. My fever is gone. My mouth ulcers are very stubborn in staying with me which makes me very irritable because I can’t eat a proper meal without pain.

At least today I look much better, my rashes have slowed down and at least I look like an almost ripe tomato. Mom is recovering. She can cook and do a little bit of household chores now. Her swelling have lessened out and I still have to force her to drink 100 plus drink. I don’t know why she hates it and constantly runs away from it everytime I brought it out. I’m clueless to her dislike but too bad, she still have to drink it.

Unfortunately for mom, she’s starting to show the signs of having rashes and she’s even proud in showing it to me. (@_@)”   Hopefully she doesn’t get full blown rashes. I don’t think her body can take anymore bashing on her antibodies..

Or perhaps I could set her out on a mini vacation with her current disease, lock her up in one of those cheap hotels and get those medics to take care of her if she breathes one more word of opening her stall back in her current condition.

The fight still continues. I am still scratching and wincing at every move I make. At least the pain has lessened down. But now I’m faced with another problem, the swelling and the resurrection of my gastric problem. Swelling is not a problem as its only a mild one on my feet and my fingers, compared to Mom’s I’m still cute looking.  (8_8)/

But gastric, ugh.. that is another problem. Couldn’t get hungry else I become the living dead, moaning with pain lancing up my stomach. I usually drink my Nestum Milo drink whenever I get my gastric attacks. Morning breakfast; Nestum drink, Dinner; Nestum Drink. Gastric attack also Nestum drink and I can’t eat anything else since my gums got affected by the sickness and became sore and swollen.

Fever is getting better, I don’t get my usual fever attacks since I’m constantly taking my paracetamol. At night, well that is when the Scratches makes it debut as usual. I hate to endure the urge to scratch but at least this time I can control it even though its tear jerking process.

According to my monthly plan, I was suppose to get my self a new T-shirt. Not any T-shirt, but those cute looking printed pictures or the funny t shirts that is widely sold in the City Square. But I don’t think my aching joints would allow me to go there. Even sweeping the floor is a major event for me.

There’s a saying, A sick Syikin is a very short fuse Syikin. That was what I was feeling the whole day. I couldn’t climb the stairs to my room without wincing and 10mins later, when I finally reached the top landing, I was panting and feeling like a 60yrs old.

My sudden attack of the body rash didn’t make its debut until around 9pm. From then on, I was like a dog with fleas. The urge to scratch was there, plastered into my mind and I made a mistake into falling to the cries of the siren. All the food that I nibbled and forced fed myself tasted bland and it got worst when I woke up this morning, everything tasted bitter.

My feet felt as if a thousand needles were prickling me every step I took. I thought yesterday was bad, today just got even worse. I had to constantly crawl to the toilet to vomit since that is the fastest I can do. My face was puffed up, my eyes were a little bit of swollen but my eye balls, they were monstrous red. All in all, this event make me really look like an ancient vampire dracula that just had her blood lust.

Mother was not in a good condition either. She’s either locked down to her bed or groaning her pain away. I know how she felt and because of her old age, she must really be having the pain that is 10times the usual. I even had to force feed her with Nestum Milo Drink during the night since I had experienced a gastric attack from the disease, and forced fed her to avoid the same thing to her.

I was thinking to use these long break to continue with my Indigo Eyes seeing that its on Hiatus for a long time. But with my aching joints and pains, I think that thought could remain on the shelve a little longer. My good friend is officially pregnant and I couldn’t decide what to get for her baby shower.

I thought of getting a children’s book. But then again, the child is not even born yet. I might as well get that for my nieces since both of them are smart enough. But that can wait also, until my Chikungunya settles down.

Mosquito

Lucky me! Instead of getting a dose of Malaria and Dengue, I got its sisterly love, Chikungunya. I didn’t realise what it was until my joints starts to ache badly that I can’t even raise a coffee cup. Not only that, I kept having recurring high fever doesn’t matter if its noon or middle of the night followed by a serious breakout of rashes that doesn’t itch! Dehydration was another thing as I’m constantly thirsty and gulping down every single drop of plain water that I could get.

It didn’t click to me that I was infected by the mosquito bourne disease from Africa until my mom habored almost the same symptom with an extra gift of swollen feet. Perhaps due to her old age, her athritis problems were worst than mine.

There were cases of the outbreak in my area so good thing we went to the doctor before it got worst. According to Wikipedia, there is no vaccination for it so no point of going to the doctor to get a jab. And my trip to the doctor was hell. My usual GP was out and wouldn’t be back until 11am so instead of waiting, I went to another doctor.

My god! The clinic was like a playground. Since it was a clinic that some major companies in Singapore is using to serve the medical bills for their Malaysian worker, it was pack. I don’t really mind the que but to see un-sick people and especially children running around and screaming their happiness away is a shocking to me.

With every scream and running madness, my headache got worse. By the time one hour of waiting time passed, I was ready to whack their irresponsible parents for bringing their children. A clinic is not for playground! We, the sick people, go there for a good reason; to get our medication and get out from there so we can rest our throbbing head and aching bodies. We do not appreciate having our headaches doing a triple combo.

Oh how I was wishing that I was having measles and chicken pox at that time. It serves the stupid idiotic parents right to bring their healthy and energetic kids to the clinic.

Anyway I’m going to be indisposed until further notice. Can’t fault me, even typing is giving me a gritting pain. Haiz.. Now I know how it feels being old.

With the Olympic torch burning brightly, all the TV stations are busy airing the latest development of the long awaited sports game. Athletes all over the world of different races and religions gathered around in this year for the game, each pinning for the medals and the glory to present back to their countrymen. I love the Olympics as much as I love my cartoons.

But in the Olympic fever, I realise that almost all of my favourite shows and especially cartoons are being over-write with the game. Almost every single TV programmes are filled with the energetic commentators with their darting tongues as they cheered for their home athletes. Enough is enough.

I know that Olympics comes rarely and I can tolerate it being aired almost every single hour but not everyone appreciates the games. I happen to love my Sponge Bob Square Pants series and my other daily dosage of cartoon madness and to see it being dashed away by the Games makes me grit my teeth.

Where are all of my favourite shows!! No more cartoons, no more animes, no more ghost stories… Thank god, the internet is not being over run by them. If that happens, than I will resort to the old school. I’m taking out my Monopoly game and other old board games.

Anyway I’m still on the bench for this evening badminton match. I’m hoping and praying that Lee Chong Wei gets the gold and scrap China from the glory. They have too many gold medals anyway, no harm in giving one to Malaysia.. hehehe

Go Malaysia!

A little bit too much of Durian and not enough sleep and plain water proves that Durian still maintain its heatiness. I’m currently having the side effects of eating too much Durian but it’s nothing serious since my throat is only abit sore. Lots of plain water would do the trick to get me back up and running like the mad woman I am. Years of experience taught me to be very careful in eating Durian. Eating too much of it will not cause stomach ache for me but it will make me lose my voice.

Duh! Durian isn’t rated the king of fruits for nothing. Apart from the heavenly flavour and texture, the fruit is notorious in giving consumers body heatiness and a sore throat to remember. So the trick in eating this yummy fruit is to drink alot of plain water. Not fizzy or syrupy drinks but just plain water.

If you consume somewhat like 3 Durian fruits that weighs around 10kg, you best drink at every hour and especially when your throat starts to tingle. Don’t worry about rushing to the toilet as it’s good for you. Either you rush to the toilet for the day or suffer a painful sore throat the next day.

I was at the foot of Gunung Ledang yesterday noon but because I was still on the hunt for my Durian, we didn’t stop there. Luckily, when we were nearing Ayer Hitam from Tangkak old highway, we manage to get a great deal from the Durian seller. We were really lucky cuz the fruits were still being unloaded from the truck that ferried the Durians from the plantation. Hehehe… Lucky me! We bought around 60kg of Durians for the price of RM60 and some of them were D24.. muahaha

Anyone wants some?

Phew! Just finished my meeting with my advertiser. Good rate shes giving me and very friendly. I’m making decisions in advertising my company and products in Superpages Malaysia. At least they returned my emails and enquiries two days prior to my enquiry. Love the fast and efficient service.

Now I’m resting for the moment for my next meeting with my customer in regards to his drawings. Need to make some minor adjustment and also to inform him that the price has increased. That would be another large mug of Coke for me. It’s an exhausting day and its only half the day. Haiz..

Furthermore I’m cutting two cakes at the same time with my trading and manufacturing lines. Hehehe.. More money for me. Trading is as usual, making money via earning commission, not much just 20% profit of the price quoted to me by the supplier. Ok what… I’m earning 2000USD for this deal if I can manage to clinch it.

Currently I’m still at Bestmart as usual. Taking a rest before heading off again. Going to get my shampoo and conditioner in a few minutes time. Not sure if I’m suppose to get Arul his acne treatment facial wash. I’m still huffing and puffing from the long walk just now.. I think I’m gonna chill now.

Update you guys later!