my interesting experiences
These couple weeks I did a few things I haven't done for years.
1. Staying home almost the whole time for 2 weeks.
Haven't been so sick in years... at least, in my memory, which isn't that good, really.
2. Drank 4 bottles of cough syrup without stopping, through the 2 weeks lah, not at one go, I'm not suicidal.
My mum always said cough syrup is poison. I looked it up on the web, it was quite true. Does that mean I've been poisoned? I think so.
The first 3 bottles at least was the cherry flavored kind that doctors gave everyone, including little kids, so I guess it wasn't that bad. Then when I saw him for the 4th time... I guess he was sick of seeing me too... (I don't have a choice, the 3rd bottle was empty.) He gave me this bottle that I knew must be very very lethal... including more lethal pills and antibiotics, I never knew people get antibiotics for coughs before, it must be bad.
It was LETHAL. I ate it and slept and slept and slept. Then woke up, ate it again, and promptly fell asleep again. And again. It was like I was trying to make up for all the previous months of lack of sleep...
Which was a good thing, 'cause before this lethal medicine, I couldn't sleep at all at night (due to cough, not insomnia, I never have insomnia, I love to sleep) for a week. So I
3. Slept sitting up for a week and a half. I tried to pile all the pillows in my room together, but it still wasn't high enough. It wasn't easy to sleep sitting up without being in a lecture, though.
4. Had bread, butter, condensed milk, hot water and cough syrup as my staple diet in replacement of rice and bread. I daren't eat anything else. Everything nice is heaty or spicy or chilly or generally shouldn't be eaten when you're sick.
What a boring entry, well, I suffered, so that's my way of making you suffer with me. :> 有福同享 ...
5. Read 2 and a half story books in a day, one after another.
They were from the children's section, so doesn't take that long. It's not picture books, though, it's the kind with small words. My lecturer calls them chapter books. The thing is I haven't done this kind of marathon reading for a while, feels great. But mustn't do it again, lots to do. Maybe I'll do it once every holiday...
1. Staying home almost the whole time for 2 weeks.
Haven't been so sick in years... at least, in my memory, which isn't that good, really.
2. Drank 4 bottles of cough syrup without stopping, through the 2 weeks lah, not at one go, I'm not suicidal.
My mum always said cough syrup is poison. I looked it up on the web, it was quite true. Does that mean I've been poisoned? I think so.
The first 3 bottles at least was the cherry flavored kind that doctors gave everyone, including little kids, so I guess it wasn't that bad. Then when I saw him for the 4th time... I guess he was sick of seeing me too... (I don't have a choice, the 3rd bottle was empty.) He gave me this bottle that I knew must be very very lethal... including more lethal pills and antibiotics, I never knew people get antibiotics for coughs before, it must be bad.
It was LETHAL. I ate it and slept and slept and slept. Then woke up, ate it again, and promptly fell asleep again. And again. It was like I was trying to make up for all the previous months of lack of sleep...
Which was a good thing, 'cause before this lethal medicine, I couldn't sleep at all at night (due to cough, not insomnia, I never have insomnia, I love to sleep) for a week. So I
3. Slept sitting up for a week and a half. I tried to pile all the pillows in my room together, but it still wasn't high enough. It wasn't easy to sleep sitting up without being in a lecture, though.
4. Had bread, butter, condensed milk, hot water and cough syrup as my staple diet in replacement of rice and bread. I daren't eat anything else. Everything nice is heaty or spicy or chilly or generally shouldn't be eaten when you're sick.
What a boring entry, well, I suffered, so that's my way of making you suffer with me. :> 有福同享 ...
5. Read 2 and a half story books in a day, one after another.
They were from the children's section, so doesn't take that long. It's not picture books, though, it's the kind with small words. My lecturer calls them chapter books. The thing is I haven't done this kind of marathon reading for a while, feels great. But mustn't do it again, lots to do. Maybe I'll do it once every holiday...
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