if u had read my previous entry, you wud haf known that I was sick.

however i didn't really recover...

on fri which was the 1st day i was down with my rashes, i got the mc and stayed at home. However, as the rashes was fine by evening time, i went for my dance till around 10plus then i reached home. And that's when hell started...

my rashes got worse and the red spots were infesting my whole body and yes! including my face! gosh... i really felt like a monster...

by 1am plus, i just couldn't take it anymore... i need to seek medication.

dear came at 2am and since we didn't know where we can find a 24hr clinic, we went over to CGH.

By then, my face was already going from bad to worse. i looked like some really sick person with red spots..ma chaim i got dunno what critical illness sia...

i waited abt an hr and finally got to see the doc. Although she tried to comfort me by saying that she has seen worse patient than me but i doubt i really care about the others...i was more concern if i can survive thru this ordeal...

she gave me an injection which she did said it will hurt abit BUT listen to me, dun ever believe the doc. the injection was DAMN PAINFUL that i cried immediately after that shot! and my right arm was like disable right after that cus i simply can't move it...

she ask me to stay ard for half an hour to see if the rashes go away. by then, it was around 3am plus...

she did mentioned that the injection will make me drowsy and hence given that it should be my sleeping time long ago, i was extra extra drowsy then... around 4am i think my spots were showing slight improvement and hence the doc finally let me go home with some pills...

Cost = S$65.

Reached home and I hit the bed all the way till Sat 2pm plus. Woke up with a fever and what's worse was that my whole body and my face was SWOLLEN and RED! In fact, i was BLOATED!

I looked at myself in the mirror and gosh! I couldn't recognise myself. Kaoz.. I thought I would be better but what I saw was just beyond my imagination...

I told dear I need to go back to CGH!

And so within 12 hrs, i was back at the A&E department of CGH.

As I was running a fever, I needed to wear a mask and had to wait in the fever patients' area. The good thing was that this time round i didn't have to wait an hour, about 30mins and I got to see the doc. When I first saw him, I thought he looked rather young and amaturish but I just hope he can get me cured...

I told him tt I came before and that the rashes has worsen alot and that i think this is a damn sever case of allergy. He decided to give me more injections and put mi into the observations ward for an hr. He inserted a plug into my left hand (left hand refering to the opp. side of the palm). I decided that i should let my left hand be 'disabled' rather than my right hand cus i'm right handed...

anyway, when he first inserted the plug in, it was not painful BUT when he tried to inject some medicine into the plug to my veins.... THE PAIN WAS KILLING ME! And once again, i cried! And that's not the end. He still needed to inject another kind of medicine thru the plug into my veins... i was damn petrified and I tried to look away this time and strangely, he was done with the 2nd injection b4 i knew it. And i realised that the 1st he had injected the medicine too fast and the 2nd time he adopted the slow and steady method and hence it didn't hurt...
Kaoz... why can't he do it slowly in the 1st place then...

wel.. within 30secs after the 2 dosages, I felt dizzy and thot I would faint anytime. I simply haf no control over my body. A nurse came and I was wheeled to the observation ward. My 1st time sitting on a wheelchair and sleeping on the hospital bed. I dunno how long did i sleep cus each time i woke up, it was the doc who came and asked if i;m better...

the good news was that i could see my supposedly swollen and puffy red hands getting better each time the doc came but i was still feeling weak and i think abit unconscious...

the doc had said if my swelling or rashes didn't improve, I might need to be hospitalised... thanks god, i didn't have to...

i think i slept in the bed for almost 2hrs and finally was 'discharged' at around 6pm plus... once again, I haben eaten a single food for the whole day and my poor boy also suffered with me cus he didn't ate anything too... =(

It must been a torture for him. Having to face a monster and starve with her...

Reached home and ate some food (slice fish porridge). Hit the bed at around 8pm plus. Dear was exhausted too cus he also fell into deep slp all the way till around 11pm he woke me up saying he need to go back home le. I couldn't said much as I was too drowsy and weak.

And hence, it was all the way till today's morning.

Couldn't go for dance cus I haf yet to fully recover. Rashes haf subsided but not totally. I'm becoming skeptical of what I eat now cus I'm very scared.. I dun wish to experience this again. it's just too much of a hell...cost of these 2 CGH trips = S$130...

I have wasted too much time because of this illness. No dance, no singing ... My recital is in 2 weeks' time and i have yet to prac with my musician... I think i'm gg to flunk...

sigh...

I wan to get well.

on a lighter note, I think i haf lost 1kg...

~small illness is a fortune?~