Been unwell for about a 1 week and 2 days now. The brunt of my upper respiratory infection (URTI) was probably from Thursday last week and only had a noticeable improvement today. Nights or early hours in the morning have been particularly difficult as lying reclined somehow triggers my cough and so, now I'm thankful that I'm on the tail end of it.
The thing with my health is I was very asthmatic as a child. I was the one who'd be in the doctor's office or in the hospital every month. Dad was usually my main caretaker in a way that he knows my medications, knows how to prevent and manage my asthma attacks. I was so dependent on him that whenever he'd be away for a business trip and, on the day he'd come home, he'd find me (without fail) in a corner curled-up or hunched over looking blue, and it's usually the rush to the hospital right after. The situation repeats every single time he'd be out of town even just for a couple of days. I was a very handful child...
And so because of this, I think my body have a low tolerance to URTIs. COVID too didn't help and only added to its weakness. I was lucky to have been granted 2 days sick leave this week. I know work can easily allow it but it's different when I know there's enough staff to cover while I'm out sick... It gave me more peace of mind and really allowed or gave me permission to rest and recover.
I feel a tad guilty as we were meant to celebrate Neh's upcoming birthday this past weekend... and although we did go to places and feasted, I was not at my best and was more eager to come home and rest. I am just lucky that he's very understanding and was, I guess, satisfied. But at the same time, I feel this was the reason why I couldn't fully recover over the weekend.
Though I'm happy to report that today, on my 2nd day of sick leave, there's finally light beyond the tunnel. Yes, I still cough but at least the body malaise is no longer present, the amount of phlegm has lessened, my throat no longer feels tight nor hurt as much and I'm starting to get my voice back ( · ❛ ֊ ❛)✌
Dad's message to me yesterday, "Get well soon ate. If only you were here, I would have treated you myself" had me do a good crying session. I miss them deeply and need to do better care of myself.
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Tuesday, September 22, 2026,
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A lot has changed since I've started this space but my love for reading blogs and admiring web designs remained the same. I am still though the quiet person who loves to stay within the comforts of her own home. Procrastinating is my best friend as much as I hate it though I try to be a sensible adult for the most part! My life's pretty simple and mundane but I like it that way. My dream is to simply have enough for my basic needs and wants, as well as the occasional indulgence in life's pleasures.


















































