I struggled to stay awake today with the attack of the fever. Good thing is I stopped puking(er, though my sink is still very much choked with the brown rice I had for lunch yesterday), and I didn’t even have to make a run for the toilet for the entire day.

Down side is, I still feel extremely bloated, and sitting upright proves to be a challenge(thus I didn’t even attempt to blog).

The fever came back in the evening, and it sucks.

I woke up feeling alright today, but the moment I stood up to wash up and get myself ready for work, the nausea and everything came back.

I would normally work from home, but today I simply conceded to the fact that it was almost impossible.

I stayed in bed, in the same position throughout(a slight shift in position will cause the nausea and tummyache to come back), in and out of consciousness, and before I knew it, I had slept round the clock, till the sun went down.

I had wanted to rant about the silly GP I visited yesterday(who conveniently forgot to dispense me fever medication), and how incompetent he is, but I don’t think I have the spare energy within me.

I was only given medication for the runny stools and nausea. That’s all.

Nothing for fever. Nothing for the tummyache. Nothing like the sachets to aid digestion. Not even a strong anti emetic.

So I guess I am left to battle this on my own. Pfft.

It sucks to start 2009 with a serious bout of gastro, I tell ya.

And strangely I don’t seem to lose weight at all.

Ah well.

And I know I haven’t said this, but happy new year everyone.

I don’t like new years, and it just unsettles me that another year has passed, and everything seems… at a standstill.

Okay, shall keep this a short one.