For a person who actually loves talking, the last couple of weeks was sheer hell. I fell super sick, to the extent that my father, who hates going to a doctor, took me to one the last day of September!
Fever, chills, cold, cough, nausea – the works. It was bad though what was the worst part of it all – I could not talk! My throat hurt even for the slightest noise I made. It has been almost two weeks, my throat still is sore. This was what I hated! (jokingly say that I could not even yell at A! :p)
I could not attend any of the calls from the friends(/few from the family) who wanted to wish me. Responded with a text saying “Sorry unable to talk!”. Thankful that I could at least text… A day spent lying down, home call for blood work (blood donation day…another plan gone awry!), hardly being able to eat or speak, tended to by my father & kid. I asked my mother to come sit by my side. Silence certainly didn’t feel golden.
Had planned a weekend getaway trip with A & his friend to Tranquebar and surrounding areas. I could not even sit up for a few minutes! Guess this is what they say “Man proposes, God disposes” ?!
Hope to be back yapping away and making others say hey can you keep quiet for some time?! 😀 & hope in this ordeal I have at least lost a couple of kilograms! 🙂