Flu and Sweat

Flu and Sweat - not a pretty sight I tell you.

Before I begin my gross story, Q_H_: I DID NOT BUY uncountable number of items in Mustafa! I bought 1 pair of shoes, 1 pair of sandles (at OG), a hair brush, an eyelash curler and Friends Season 2 set! That's like 5 items for crying out loud!

anyway, so yesterday I was sorting out archives for the orchestra, when the dust from the archives, as well as the dust from the nearby renovation works began to irritate my nose. It got so bad, my nostrils began acting like leaky taps, I sneezed half my life away, and my eyes started scrunching up and sqeezing whatever juice there were in there.

Exhausted and left with half of my original lifespan, I took the Panadol flu tablets and went to sleep.

Inbetween snoozes, I woke up shivering and switched off the fan, I woke up perspiring and switched on the fan, and I woke up to grab some tissues and blow my nostrils sore.

Finally, in the evening I went for rehearsal. I was so miserable the only thing I desired was: Clarinase. I started making phone calls to people in the orchestra, asking if they were near any guardian pharmacy (cos there are none I can recollect near my house). So thankful there were a couple of them. So got my Clarinase, popped in the pill and waited it out. Meanwhile my muscles started aching, and my hands got so weak, they couldn't hold the bow for long periods of time.

And for some strange reason, yesterday cropped up a number of problems with the Figaro project. Of all days, Yesterday! Urghed, couldn't think, nose began leaking again, and all I wanted was to sleep.

Last night was another exercise in waking up to switch on and switch off the fan, and blowing my nose.

Needless to say, I'm tired. But I can't sleep. It's too hot to sleep! Besides I'm out again today to settle orchestra stuff again.