Manila virus

SO spread the Manila virus to me.

I shared a moon cake with SO on sunday and we both used the same knife to eat the mooncake.

And by evening, my throat was all raw and dry and scratchy!

I thought that the bitch had recovered from his bout of flu virus he contacted in Manila and now he had spread the virus to me.

I was so tired these few days, sleeping more than usual.And after these few days of sore throat, I have been feeling better.

Now I would think twice before I share food with the bitch.

He is so contagious. Some weeks back, he spread this high fever to me. I had laid in bed for days, too sick even to move.

Coughing SO

SO had been coughing and coughing since he had returned from the Philippines.

He started with a bad cough on the first day there, after consuming heaty food there like beef and fried stuff.

He recovered on the 2nd day after taking some cough drops. But then on the 3rd day, he started coughing again. And it was raining quite heavily on the last day he was there. In fact, there was even talks of a typhoon passing through.

And now that he's back, he has lost his voice and started coughing again.

That bitch has refused to see a doctor and he dun think it was dengue fever or whatever.

High Fever!

SO and I came down with high fevers over the weekend. It started as a slight sore throat on Friday afternoon on my side and by evening, my throat was cracked and raspy.

SO as usual had went home to his mother's place to spent the night. When I sms him on Sat morning as he was returning home, that I was sick with fever, sore throat and cough, he told me he had the same symptoms.

By the time he returned home in the late morning with breakfast, I was down in bed with fever. After breakfast, both of us went to bed, feverish.

Frankly, the next 2 days were in a daze. I remembered just sleeping and sleeping. We simply have no energy nor strength to wake up. We were just lying there, weak and faint. I was feeling hot and cold and having all these nasty nightmares of being in a hospital ward. It was a nightmare that repeated itself. For two whole days, I dreamed of being in a hospital ward, lying in bed, turning and tossing.

I seriously thought I was going to die. I asked SO if he thought it was dengue fever but he simply just refused to accept the notion. Being the one always at home, while he's always about running about for work, chances are that he brought back whatever virus, sickness and spread it to me. That bitch simply denied it. He claimed it was airborned and that I had spread it to him.

Anyway, after sleeping for 2 days and having 2 panadols every 8 hours, we recovered. Well, at least SO recovered enough to go to work on Monday, while I slept the whole day until he returned from work.