Montezuma's Revenge...not really
This is what happens when I compare my lovelife to that of an amoeba.
I have been vomiting since Saturday and after realizing that it's not going to stop, I consulted with my mother's doctor who was making her rounds at the hospital. This was on Monday when I was still throwing up what I ate and drank. She gave me some medicine and asked me to give her a stool sample (ugh).
Later on, the results came in and voila! I have amoebiasis. I'm not sure if it's something I ate at that Japanese restaurant I had gone to last Saturday or while I was taking care of my mother, but there it is. I am sick and this would stay with me for the rest of my life and would manifest itself once my immune system screws up.
So that resulted for me to go undertime on Monday and then be absent until today.
My mother's been out of the hospital since yesterday and I am recovering thanks to the medicines.
After what happened I felt we're all going to develop OCD especially my father who has always been extreme when it comes to cleaning. But then he always has been very extreme in cleaning.
Not to mention I would be restricting myself from eating almost anything from now on. It's bad enough I have trouble breathing thanks to my asthma but now I have to stop eating like there is no tomorrow. On the bright side this would make me lose weight.
One good thing that came out of this was the fact I had been away from the PC for so long that I ended up missing it. I wrote last night some scenes and looked on my fics and let's say I would be having more time in the future for writing.
Plus I realized I was still too proud to turn to my mother for help. This also made me see that this was how my relationship to God was (and a little bit still at times). Because we're humans it is our nature to rely on ourselves to do things and at times forgetting that there is a higher being who would help us. Result? Our lives in chaos.
If we realize we can't do everything ourselves and that God is always there for us, then our lives would be much better. I'm not saying we won't suffer, we still do but for me having God around is an assurance that I am not alone in this world.
I have been vomiting since Saturday and after realizing that it's not going to stop, I consulted with my mother's doctor who was making her rounds at the hospital. This was on Monday when I was still throwing up what I ate and drank. She gave me some medicine and asked me to give her a stool sample (ugh).
Later on, the results came in and voila! I have amoebiasis. I'm not sure if it's something I ate at that Japanese restaurant I had gone to last Saturday or while I was taking care of my mother, but there it is. I am sick and this would stay with me for the rest of my life and would manifest itself once my immune system screws up.
So that resulted for me to go undertime on Monday and then be absent until today.
My mother's been out of the hospital since yesterday and I am recovering thanks to the medicines.
After what happened I felt we're all going to develop OCD especially my father who has always been extreme when it comes to cleaning. But then he always has been very extreme in cleaning.
Not to mention I would be restricting myself from eating almost anything from now on. It's bad enough I have trouble breathing thanks to my asthma but now I have to stop eating like there is no tomorrow. On the bright side this would make me lose weight.
One good thing that came out of this was the fact I had been away from the PC for so long that I ended up missing it. I wrote last night some scenes and looked on my fics and let's say I would be having more time in the future for writing.
Plus I realized I was still too proud to turn to my mother for help. This also made me see that this was how my relationship to God was (and a little bit still at times). Because we're humans it is our nature to rely on ourselves to do things and at times forgetting that there is a higher being who would help us. Result? Our lives in chaos.
If we realize we can't do everything ourselves and that God is always there for us, then our lives would be much better. I'm not saying we won't suffer, we still do but for me having God around is an assurance that I am not alone in this world.