I went for a quick jog tonight. When I was nearby a high school which was no longer than 10 minutes from home, the back entrance was locked, with a sign which read, “Known H1N1 case reported, premises restricted”.
Um… just nearby my home. Fantastic. I will need to wear masks everytime I go out now.
Not mine, but my cousin Howard’s wedding.
It was a good gathering meeting a lot of the relatives which I hadn’t met (or spoken) in a long time. In fact, I didn’t even know most of their names. How embarrassing.
The bad news is, I am still eating like there is no tomorrow. My weight is back up again. My diet plan is not helping.
I have photo day next Saturday. I will cut down eating completely this week.
I have been gaining weight again…this is no good.
I still remember last time how I lost 8kg over seven months. My God it was such painful seven months. I hate to go through all that running, dieting and exercising drills again.
Then again, if it is something that’s needs to be done, then I have no choice but to do it. This time around, my goal is to lose 5kg over three months. I am sure if I have done it before, it wouldn’t be difficult to do it again. Well, I will come back in three months time and find out!
I am getting fat again. It is slowly crawling back into the 70s…
Saying fat, I guess I can only blame myself, I haven’t really exercised in the last 3 months. I really need to move more.
Sad.
Peter, Lawrence and myself went to visit Kelly at the hospital after work.
It was a tiny room, shared with another patient which the two beds were divided only by a piece of blue cloth hanging from the ceiling. There was a little bedside table, covered with flowers from friends, and colleagues. Her parents, and sister were also there accompanying her.
Kelly looked tired, a little pale, but her spirit seemed high.
We talked briefly, and she seemed to feel a lot of pain every time she worked her stomach, such as when she started to laugh, or cough.
Her parents said even though the operation was not common, but the wound was not small. I mean, having a fifteen centimeter long tumor removed, it could not have been a small operation. Thank God the tumor turned out benign, and not malignant. It was a real relief, especially for her parents, as they both looked exhausted, probably from a lack of sleep and constantly worrying what could have been, something, a lot worse.
After the visit, it is just so difficult not to remind ourselves again that we should really take better care of our own health. Also, the support, strength and courage your family and friends can provide in order to carry you through this difficult time, is priceless.
We all look forward to see Kelly back in office soon!
God Bless, my work colleague, but also a good friend, Kelly.
She is diagnosed with a stomach tumor with the size of around 15 centimeters long. Not much is known at the time, but we all certainly pray that it is nothing serious.
Now without her around the office does feel a bit different. I hope she gets a full recovery, and be back with us soon. I do miss her very much.
Not sure why, but I started to feel really sick yesterday afternoon just after lunch. Not sure if it was food poisoning or whatever, but I felt really really sick.
Thank God for Peter, who drove me home after work.
The whole last night I just could not sleep. I had to get up and head to the toilet every hour or so. Not a very pleasant experience.
I hope I will feel better soon, because tomorrow is Friday, and I hate to stay home over the weekend.
I felt so seriously sick over the weekend I had to take Monday morning off because I was just so fucked up. After coming home from work on Monday I just could not take it anymore, and went straight to the local clinic to get some help. The doctor said I was experiencing high fever, at 39.6 degrees.
Gosh, no wonder it felt as if my entire forehead was burning.
I was a walking matchstick.