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.