This year started pretty dreadful for me. I sprained my ankle and was sick for almost a week. I even stayed overnight at the hospital because once my fever, due to my sprained ankle, was through, my stomach started acting up and I now have gallstones. Slow claps, please.
I abuse my body, I know. I stay up late, oversleep, stare in front of the computer all day, eat a lot, not eat at all, smoke and drink, but I never thought I'd have gallstones or any serious shit. Sure, I get fevers and colds from time to time but not to this extent where I know I have something that shouldn't be inside my body. I googled gallstones after I got my ultrasound results back and it scared the shit out of me. Then my fever keeps on coming back. The doctor told me I should just take in paracetamols but I was so sick of being sick, I took antibiotics. I started to feel better, yeah, but rashes started appearing all over my body. It was depressing to look at my arms and legs. It wasn't itchy, though it looked like I was on fire. I did water therapy for two days to flush off the meds and then I was back in the game.
If you would think about it, I basically suffered 3 illnesses in that week. My sprained ankle, gallstones and the fever. Sad. I think the fever was because of the sudden temperature drop. It is so freakin' cold!
On the bright side, it was a good decision for me to take my dieting seriously late last year. Office people had this Biggest Loser thing and I joined. I didn't win but I really got into healthy eating and exercising. After the holidays though, I kind of lost it. I went crazy over the heaps of food. Planning to get back on my feet this February. I must!
Other than that week, January 2013's treating me good. Just last weekend, I get to hang out with the gang and my sisters with bb Ella. Best weekend, I must say.
I needed that weekend. I mean, I'm good but considering that this is my birthday month, I'm not feeling anything special. It has been gloomy. I don't know if this is because of the weather (hell cold but I likey it), hormones or what else. It just hit me now as I type this that I rarely feel special anyway. It has always been me who makes myself feel special so what the hell am I looking for?
I remember this scene from SATC where Samantha wants this expensive ring so bad and then her boyfriend bought it for her, she was like "Ugh, why did you buy this for me? I was gonna buy this for myself." I guess I was expecting too much to feel special but I'm not doing anything to make it happen so I'm left feeling blue. That's why, though I would rather sleep the weekend off, I'm glad I spent it with my friends. And I still have a few days left to feel awesome this month so I will make the most out of it. Shake the blues away, baby.
So yeah, it's definitely the weather.
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