The Road To Recovery (And Other Sweet Nothings)

Well, I'm not dead yet, so I have be thankful for that.

Unfortunately, I'm not exactly in the pink just yet (as in 'in the pink', rather than 'in pink', which would be an unusually fashionable choice for me), and thus I embark on this journey to Recovery. Now, I'm not sure when I get there. Heck, I'm not even sure where Recovery is. All I know is that it's close when I can start eating more solid foods and not have my stomach bitch every now and again. So, it's a diet of white bread, pumpkin, eggs, honey, rice cakes, and tofu until then. Not that I'm complaining, really. I've come to appreciate the finer points and subtleties of each as a result of having to eat almost nothing else. Bread brings fluffy and salty-sweet comfort, hard-boiled eggs bring strength and variety. Honey is laced with energy and emotional uplift (although eating it by the spoonful is probably a faster route to diabetes at the rate I'm at), while pumpkin is soft and smooth, going easily down. As for tofu, it's silky and chunky, tasting like nothing else in the menu. And rice cakes? Well, I need a snack every now and then. Ha. Oh, and I forgot the kumara, potatoes, and rice porridge. Meh.

Being sick for the first time on my own proved to be a rather dramatic affair. The moment I acknowledged that the twisting and stabbing pain in my stomach was not something I normally have (ranging from mild to heartburn), it was 2 AM. As luck would have it, my flatmates were up and I got a ride to the clinic. For the days to come, I got visited by some of my countrymen and international friends, all looking quite worried. The plus side was that I got to see a bit more of my RA, who sometimes saw me sitting up in my room and came by to say hi and have a little chat. Heheh. Other than that, felt pretty crappy for about four days while waiting for the lab results to come out. No doubt my folks were a little worried when I told them about it (probably not the best thing to do immediately). But it all worked out. My body took its revenge (and still is), I, as the soul which drives it, had to let it run its course. Now I'm struggling to give it the rest it wants, while my mind keeps going on late into the night. Ah, well. Life will continue...soon enough.

Also, for some reason I'm completely hating my Economics 110 paper. I don't know why. I just do. I feel like I'm failing it (and probably am). Hm. Might have to talk to my lecturer about it.

Other than that...finally managed to book a flight to the homelands...more to come soon. Right after I'm done sussing out every other detail concerning my life here. Yes.

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