While returning from Queenbay Mall yesterday with E, I kept complaining that I was feeling sick in the stomach, how was I to know that I was actually down with food poisoning. As soon as I got home, I rushed to toilet and phew! Hell let loose. Later the night I couldn't sleep because I kept having night mares and by then, my joints were aching like crazy which I suspected I was down with fever. My body was literally like Katy Perry's new song, "Hot & Cold" the entire night. I covered myself with 2 blankets then kicked them off, the covered myself again then kicked it off again, the entire night! Not to mention, I felt like puking.
To make matters worst, I kept dreaming of zombies. One reason to stop playing L4D too much. I dreamt of me as Old Man Bill, as I've always called him shooting zombies with a shotgun and after the last horde, with my life in red, I saw a First Aid kit not far but it was too far for me to reach and I couldn't heal myself. What kind of stupid dream is that?
Later that night after countless of toss and turn, Mengulung-gulung style, I dreamt that I was still shooting zombies in a dome like arena. With somewhat stained glass azure blue glass shaped dome and my shotgun was so 'yeng', It could scatter so beautifully and ...wide.
*sigh*
I initially considering going to work since it's the first day of work after a long break but come morning, I was too sick to crawl out. I was wondering if there could be any news about which team I'll be heading too. Messaged Mr Team Leader and I still couldn't go back to sleep. I was so hard for me to even drag myself out from the bed, my feet felt like jelly and my back felt like it got pounded by a tank. My head was still spinning like the 70's disco ball and Katy Perry's Hot & Cold was still playing. I think my brain got fried.
Finally dragged myself to see the doctor, and lo and behold, it was food poisoning with slight fever and low blood pressure of 60-70 and dehyration. Nice combo. Was advised to eat nothing oily but porridge with salt, cream crackers, drink cans after cans of 100plus.
Couldn't even attend our team's last meeting. That was shitty. It's now about 6.30pm and I still have not ate anything other than drinking 100plus. ARGH!
