Pocahontas Killed The Bacterium Star :P

I had a little run-in with some bacteria and, therefore, have been seeing a lot of doctors and hospitals and needles. I'm generally a very healthy person, have always been, with not much experience with any form of illness except for the common cold. So, what is a mild fever to someone else would feel like a terminal illness to me. And I'm very proud of myself for the way I held up during these last few days while I was burning with fever, being prodded and poked with needles. And for not crying on the phone. Nothing of consequence, but I like patting myself on my back.

But here I am now, minus the pain and the fever, just terribly glad to be feeling they way I felt every day before I got sick and never thought twice about it. It was not a fun experience but as always, there are positives:

1. Stomach now very flat. I so love this part of the bacteria incident!

2. One much-needed lesson in empathy. I will henceforth treat any sick friend/stranger with definitely more compassion now.

3. My hair's just suddenly become very well-behaved and straighter than normal - probably all the meds I'm consuming or maybe even the unnatural amount of time spent resting head on pillows. Will probably go back to regular waves and curls on my next wash but I will enjoy my new hair till that time comes.

4. Being spoiled, having people fuss over me. For example, I was lying in bed one night and Dimps came in to check on me and ask me how I feel, if there's anything I wanted (Good. No.) **and** she actually asked me if I would like her to plug in my iPod headsets to my ears for me. No again but how cool is that huh? :)

It was also time for Soul dinner again, a costume party of sorts...


And there I was, playing a tomahawk-wielding
Pocahontas, just a day after lying helplessly in a hospital bed with bottles of intravenous drips dangling by my side the night before.

I amaze myself sometimes! :D

(Don't tell my doctor though..He thinks I'm still in bed.)

So being sick forced me to do the one thing I can never do otherwise. Be still. And contemplate. And who'd have thought such wise and insightful thoughts would come to one's head when you can lie still in the dark for several hours! I'd lie there, thinking, trying to avoid some subjects, trying to stay on some pleasant ones and all of a sudden - 'Hey, whatever happened to the Crash Test Dummies??!' or 'Hey, what was that TV commercial when we were kids that had Linda Ronstadt's Blue Bayou track??' :-)

I also listened to only two music tracks the whole time I was in bed - Stratovarius' 'Forever' and Avantasia's 'Farewell'. Kind of weird, I'm usually a shuffler, not a repeater. Maybe it's like the way some people crave food items like chocolate, I just craved for these two songs. So I listened to them like a thousand times. (And for the record, I still am not sick of them.)

Okay, I'm rambling. Time to shut down computer and go gurgle. I'm just not very happy with the idea of staying home while my friends are out having fun tonight. They'll be sipping Pina Coladas and Bloody Marys while I sit at home and sip tomato and basil soup.