ok. where should i start.
well as the title suggests, you guys [and i mean guys] might have guessed what happened to d@n these past few days.. yes.. he was zombified. lets have a breakdown.
Day 1
feeling very throaty and been coughing for a few days already. seen a doc and was prescribed some pussy medicine [which i will explain why later] had an afternoon nap and woke up about 5ish to prepare to head to siglap to celebrate Bryan’s birthday. Picked up by Bryan and went on to pick up kunz and tariq. was feeling a lil feverish already. KO in the car while waiting for ting and continued to KO as we drove to siglap. reached pizza hut, and kun upon feeling my forehead PROCLAIMED that i was suffering from fever, went to our dearest convenience stall 7 11 to get some panadol. [thanks lah brudder] ate panadol and pizza for dinner. eyes getting all teary. got a ride back home while i KO again in Bryan’s car. [thanks too leh bro and sista] reached home, told my mum “ma jialat la this time, fever already” went to bed without even bathing [eh dun yucks me ok]
fever was burning high, so high that i could even feel my eyes being roasted by my forehead. tried to drink lotsa water and went to the toilet to release “heat”… continued on till next morning where i paid another visit to the doc.
Day 2 (Father’s Day)
Felt that my fever subsided a little already. However when the doc checked my temperature it was still a 38.4 degrees. “holy crap, which means last night was like 39++?” nevertheless doc said it was a throat infection and i needed lotsa water and rest. prescribed me with stronger medication and said that the previous ones were too weak [yes please do not visit this doctor described in Day 1 at serangoon. details are withheld to protect his identity, but his clinic sounds like a cab..
eh who put this picture here?
Day 3, 4 and 5
To summarize, these are the days of paracetamol, antibiotics, lozenges, cough syrup, cold sweat at night, lack of appettite, no pratas, no cold drinks, waiting for peel fresh and fresh milk to WARM up before drinking, drifting in and out of sleep, tasteless food and more paracetamol.
Total number of paracetamol consumed: >20
yucks i still have that medicine taste in my mouth.
haven been that sick in such a long while man… thank God i’m recovering. away with you cough! oh ya my dear friends tingz and tariq and kun (and i’m not sure whether bryan was also one of the accomplice since my eyes were closed) were happily taking photos of my CHUI look at pizza hut. THANKS HOH! dun put online ok.
good night people. drink more water or eat panadol. the choice is YOURS!
did i manage to sound like Captain Planet?
d@n.matt.wong. 
