For the past 2 days (Thursday and Friday), I'm on medical leave. Seems like the indigestion and food poisoning bug has hit both Dennis and I after our return from Bali (Monday). He vomits while I have runs. Imagine running for the bathroom hero (according to Andy Lau's old song on "Ma Tong") for more than 20 times during the day. That's my only activity for the whole day yesterday. What an experience! I woke up feeling wobbling of my body, lack of strength. After my baby sis left for school (she waited for me to feel more stable physically before leaving), I started my frequent sprints to the toilet. Shall not elaborate on how my stools look like. Dennis came to visit me after his school. He was here to watch me perform my sprinting feat. He came armed with anti-vomit tablets and anti-diarrhea capsules which came from his recent doctor's visit. He came unnoticed by me who was weak and napping away in my cosy bedroom. Luckily my mum was home already and let him in. I woke up after my nap find Dennis by my bedside, I was so happy! Mum was sweet, she treated me dark chocolates after informing her that I've only had self-cooked campbell soup as my source of food intake for the day. Dad came home at night after work and sent me to the doc. I really have no guts to walk to the doc myself, in case of any urgency, I do not know how to react. Travelling by car is a much conservative option. True enough, while waiting for the my turn to see the doc, I went to explore the clinic's hero. I wondered how did the doc confirmed that it's food poisoning after listening to my abdomen area with his stethoscope, I was amazed. I was given only one type of medicine, hopefully it's powerful enough to stop my further release.

It's warm to know that my family cares and love me, I love everyone of them too! And I love the toilet bowl too!!