Part 1

So im back as promised.typing this away via phone.anyway ive been thinking for awhile as to where do i start explaining.yet im still indecisive.

I think it all started late last year when i realized my appetite has changed.i couldnt finish my food.my usual normal portion.my cousin and brother commented on it.but i brush it off taking it as a good way to lose my fats.during my days at my last company i usually have a heavy breakfast lots water during lunch and really small portion for dinner or none at all.i was honestly happy that i was able to control what i eat.

Come early July i started to feel really weak.and was coughing so badly and could barely breathe.really struggling for oxygen and was coughing super baaad! I couldnt sleep like normal.i had to sit upright to sleep.

I went for consultation over the counter pharmacist who prescribed me cough syrup which i dutifully take 3 times daily but to no avail.nothing improved.i went back again to the pharmacist and request for stronger ones that could knock me out for some shut eye and was given a stronger dosage,i was able to sleep a bit but still feel really weak and the irritating cough persists.after i finished my second bottle of cough syrup.i realized i am so not getting better at all and also with my dad nagging me with his words "you tak ingat dulu u mcm ni masuk ICU" i finally decide to go see the doctor.

The reason i was so hesitant to see the doc is that i am afraid.i am afraid that my situation may be worse than expected.i dont want to know.Anyhow the doc write me off with standard URTI symptoms.was given strong antibiotics and nebulizer.This time after about nearly 2 weeks plus suffering my cough finally subsided.gone.However i still feel so weak and short of breath and new problem arised.my tummy bloated so much till i look like 5 months preggers.seriously.no joke.it expand so much it hurts! Its worse than PMS pain.and its a constant pain.i couldnt sleep again.so far i couldnt sleep for more then half of July 2012.walking short distance is torture for me.and i take a really long time to even get up from bed or get out frm the car as i feel its such a chore.

I called daddy crying that im in pain i needed extra cash to ser the doctor.that was the first day of the Ramadhan month.i called nearly buka puasa time and my dad was actually on the way home with all the buka puasa dishes.he had to divert to the bank and such resulted him being really late.

As soon as he banked in i hurled myself up to go to the clinic.Damansara Perdana area have very very little clinic and ALL was closed! I was literally crying while driving around as my tummy was in so much pain.when i finally found a clinic in Kota i was still crying during registration.i was treated with food poisoning.which doesnt make much sense as i have not been eating much for the past few weeks!!

Shall stop here.kinda hungry ler cant concentrate already.part 2 soon!