wonderment

It’s Day 3 since I found out I had dengue …

No one knows for sure when I got bitten, where I got bitten. With my hectic schedule, I could have gotten it anywhere.

This is a real strange disease. There are no predictable patterns, another person’s experience doesn’t necessarily translate to yours and even the doctor can’t predict how far along you are.

She tells me its the critical phase, these few days, but I’m fortunate that I haven’t got it so bad. I’ve got a healthy appetite, even though I can’t eat my regular portions or what I’m used to eating. I’m still pretty cheery and chirpy, the only thing that gets me down is looking out of the window and thinking about how I used to run to the MRT next door to catch the train to work and now if I even think of walking downstairs, I’ll probably be so out of breath I’ll blank out for real. So near yet so far.

The bodyaches are bothersome but not overly painful. I just feel like  I’ve run the 15km marathon I did last year, 5 more times. 

Otherwise, I’m pretty happy, having the time to relax and catch up on my reading, finishing my essay for my graduate diploma course yesterday and emailing it in. No one’s been calling  my office line and the emails have gotten lesser so I can really cut down my worrying about office work. I called Val today to pass the Em some messages and that was that.

Now, it’s just to wait for the doctor to call me back on my results early this afternoon…