UNDER THE WEATHER

One of my favorite things to do is talk about my day. I could go on and on talking about the things I did from morning till night. I have realized that talking about my day is one of the easiest things I can write about. I have not been feeling too well these past few days. This morning when I woke up, I hoped that I would feel much better. At least, I hoped that I would feel better than I did yesterday and the day before, but unfortunately, there was little to no difference at all. I dislike it whenever I am sick. I am the type of person who doesn't like to bother other people while I am sick. I start to ask myself questions; what if they are also tired of taking care of me? What if they are going through a lot and I worsen their situations by bothering them? Am I really bothering them? Whenever I am sick, I prefer to do things on my own rather than ask people for help.

That is one part about me that I am trying to change. I don’t ask people for help whenever I am sick, unless it is very serious. I didn't get much sleep last night. My temperature was really hot and I kept rolling from one edge of the bed to the other. After a long while of rolling from one end to another, I managed to fall asleep. As I mentioned, I hoped that I would be better this morning. Unfortunately, when I woke up, my temperature was still hot and my mouth was bitter. I did not feel like doing anything at all. I wished I could just go back to sleep, but I couldn't. I just couldn't go back to sleep.

I managed to get up and prepare something to eat. I knew I had no strength to start cooking, but I did not want to bother my roommate about it. So, I struggled to the kitchen and cooked something little to eat. I hoped that eating something would at least give me the strength to come online and do some things. After eating, I went back to sleep, but after about 5 minutes, I started feeling nauseous. Before I knew it, I stood up and rushed to the bathroom to throw up. I threw up everything I ate.

At that point, I knew I had to ask for help. There's a soup we call Pepper soup in my part of the world. It helps to stop the feeling of being nauseous. It also helps to give strength. I remember how my dad used to prepare it for us whenever we fell sick. I told my friends about it and I was happy when they got the ingredients and prepared it for me. About 15 minutes after telling them to get it, they brought it to my room and made it for me. They made sure they stayed with me until I had the Pepper soup. I felt better and was able to sleep well.

I still haven't fully recovered yet, but I hope to do so soon so I can get back to Hive and school.

Thanks for reading through.