on my way

08 January 2007

Dance fever today! Literally... I woke up feeling funny - cold, mostly. No appetite, aching muscles. After sleeping after lunch, I took a very hot bath and took my temperature; 38.3 degrees Celsius.

Dang, and I was supposed to go to O School to dance. I took a couple of Panadols but I still felt woozy. A different kind of woozy though. Maybe the pills were making me drowsy, or the fever hadn't subsided yet. All I know is, I felt like dying during the class. Or I felt dead already. But then, it was also GREAT - it's like my sickness goes away when I'm in motion. It was ecstatic. Though the nauseous feeling comes back when I stand still...

Anyway, my feat isn't that applaudable. Gene Kelly danced with a 39.3 degrees Celsius fever, in the rain nonetheless (although it was fake rain). I still feel screwed up from not having dinner, but at least my temperature is down.

UPDATE:
What the heck?? Misfortune is really giving me a hard time in the past 24 hours. After my fever subsided I'm hit by a wave of nausea of a scale unseen since... never mind, I've never been this nauseous before. Must be that cup of stupid "expire in January 2008" milo I made to down my Panadol pills. How ironic.

I'm up at 4AM typing this because I can't fall asleep. I can't fall asleep because I feel like puking every 10 seconds. Po chai pills only help for a short while. But then praise and worship is quite soothing.

Sooongs that bring your hope, sooongs that bring your joy...

10:00 pm