Won't be Sidelined But I Could Be Guttered.

This post should have pictures but nobody who got the camera that day bothered to upload them yet, so bear with the narrative.

July 9 - A day for me... to get sick. I was really feeling bad the moment I woke up. To think that it's supposed to be my birthday, and I felt this way. My coughing spell was already bad last Tuesday and I was already feeling feverish by Wednesday. Come Thursday, I was stuck with the decision if I should go to work.

Bummer.

I had the whole week until the weekend mapped out. I'd go to work, submit some reports that I made yesterday and go out with some friends. So should I just let a fever stop me? Not now. Not today.

With all the strength I could muster (with the aid of medicines as well), I was able to pull myself together. The fever was not so high as last night, but the coughing spell was still there. I was able to control it though and even managed to take a bath and prepare myself for work.

I trudged my way to the jeepney stop. It was an unusually slow pace, I was sweating profusely, which made me feel a little better. By the time I reached the MRT, I was in the optimum condition. I was able to climb the stairs to the northbound side (I never took the MRT elevators). It was as if I wasn't even sick.

The day went on with just a few bouts of headaches and a coughing spell. During lunch, the treat was on me when I ordered lunch for my colleagues and co-therapists. It was fun when you do it once in a blue moon. Make it regular and it's devastating to the pockets.

By afternoon, I thought I was already OK and needed only to battle with the coughing spell. It wasn't until my last session when I felt the cold. The fans were not turned towards me so why am I cold? That was when I felt myself shivering. I immediately took my meds. I later on felt better. I have to be for the next things to come.

Afterwork, I immediately fell asleep on the taxi JM, Con and I took to MOA. It's a bowling night (the new frenzy this season). I woke up refreshed and ready. I felt better.

We met the others: Michi, Mike and Len there. We had dinner at a fastfood restaurant. The boys also put me on the hotseat just for fun (when didn't it?). But it was fun.

It was time for the climax of the night: Bowling. I was actually expecting to be creamed given my condition. I was able to play a good game. I was happy. Michi won the two round but it was no contest, she was more experienced than any of us. So there.