Coming out of a wk long bout with a specially horrible flu,
thanks to 24/7 pounding of the brain, joint pains, burnt
face and limbs, constant sweat baths;
the body feels like a train wreck.
Nothing can describe it, its a mini hell. I wonder how
I did not vomit even once though I came pretty close
few times. And guaranteed house arrest is a free bonus.
Luckily my nose wasn't running. The whole world
feels like a pain house.
Anyway, slowly crawling out of it, I feel like a survivor.
But now my tummy seems be trying to come back to life,
and its having trouble holding any food I take.
A small tornado starts to form inside whenever I eat
outside. The chilly fevers are gone, but still feel pretty
run down time to time, and I forgot the thermal today.
So my thighs feel like cold stone, rubbing them
whole day to keep warm.
Seems like a lot happened when I was sick. My brother
went and left Nepal after his short visit there. But I managed
to piss him off y'day by telling him not to come here next wk.
It just concided with my on call.
GF has drawn plans to go to East Europe instead of coming with
me to Nepal, there goes my romantic trip to the Himalayas out
of the window. My own trip is coming closer, I remember her
asking me if I am excited about it, honestly, I am not. Dunno why.
It just feelks like a routine and there is nothing in it, may be it
could have been different if she had came along, just the prospect
of showing the place to someone new is exciting enough. But yeah,
this time around, I am pretty businesslike about it. Its for my
parents who would otherwise be on their own during the Nepalese
fesitivities around the time of my visit.
