Currently playing: "Right Kind of Wrong" by Leanne Rimes
6:36 a.m (ust)
I was out for a week. I took a mini-grand birthday vacation since March 03. Well, I have been sick since the month started. I would usually feel ill if I don't go to work for a couple of days. I'm becoming workaholic, I guess so. Or maybe I'm just psychotic. I haven't completed my dose of coffee on the night before I got terribly sick. The result, migraine attack and a fever. Or maybe, it was because of the constant change of weather. Worked all night in the office under 16°C and the weather outside unpredictably changes from rainy to sunny which makes my room so humid I can't sleep with clothes on doors and windows closed. So I got sick, I got zits and I got pissed.
The family was in hysteria when they found out that I have been sick for 3 days. Dengue fever is on in my hometown and everybody's paranoid with the idea that I'm all alone and sick and not returning their calls asap (I've been sleeping, and that's the lazy truth). With my Aunt's insistence and floods of SMS, I went to see the doctor and I was advised that I got a minor tonsilitis. She ordered me to have my CBC test and to stop smoking. As for my migraine, she's still wondering about the wonders of the caffeine in my system. The doctor has nothing to do but to compromise with my monroeic syndrome. I went to Hi-Precision and took my CBC test. I was expecting blood extraction from my finger but the intern pulled-out an injection and took 10,000 cc out from my veins. I was advised to pick-up the test result the following morning and to check online. I tried it online but the PID that they gave me did not work so I have to stay paranoid overnight if I have a dengue or if they found out another virus.
I got the result the following day and all I can see are numbers and breakdowns of my blood in figures;
37% royal
21% asian
11% mutant
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