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		<title>Rip Van Winkle In The Making.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 16:33:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Okay, I&#8217;m not exactly familiar with the story, the last time I read it was ages ago and with a fast deteriorating memory, sigh&#8230; But I recall he slept a lot and ended up waking a very old man with long white beard and hair. The dude actually slept for some 20 years, uh huh. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay, I&#8217;m not exactly familiar with the story, the last time I read it was <em>ages</em> ago and with a fast deteriorating memory, sigh&#8230; But I recall he slept a lot and ended up waking a very old man with long white beard and hair. The dude actually slept for some <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rip_Van_Winkle#Plot_summary" target="blank">20 years</a>, uh huh. *fuiyoh* (read: no kidding) <em>(uh, i think)</em></p>
<p>It&#8217;s fictional, anyway. *shrug*</p>
<p>From what Wikipedia summarized, I feel as if I&#8217;m somewhat like him, with my faineance and all. Except for the <em>amiable</em> and <em>loved-by-all</em> parts. And I don&#8217;t have a cantankerous wife&#8230; I mean, husband&#8230; Uh, not right, <em>I&#8217;m not married<strong>!</strong></em> But anyway, it was <strong>autumn</strong> the day he fell asleep till kingdom come, and I <em>love</em> <strong>autumn</strong><em><strong>!!</strong></em></p>
<p>Okay, I digressed.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve <a href="http://lazyautumn.com/2009/11/in-the-quiet-of-the-night/">mentioned</a> that of late, I&#8217;ve been having <em>(again<strong>!</strong>)</em> this habit of not wanting to sleep even though I’m really sleepy. <em>Alas</em>, I&#8217;m <strong>still</strong> having it, and the side effects are hitting me with a <em><strong>vengeance</strong></em>.</p>
<p>Okay, I exaggerated.</p>
<p>Then again, maybe not.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve been falling asleep incessantly at work especially in the afternoons. I have trouble focusing and remembering what I was doing, falling asleep <em>almost</em> instantly the minute I have my attention on my work <em>(shhh, do not tell the boss<strong>!</strong>)</em>. I look pale with sunken eyes, and I feel <em>terribly</em> worn out. With what I&#8217;ve heard about sleeping late having bad effects on the liver, I&#8217;m scaring myself with thoughts that my liver is slowly malfunctioning. <em>Which probably is.</em> <strong>*gulp*</strong></p>
<p>To top things off, I don&#8217;t get enough sleep <em>even</em> on the weekends. <em>And I&#8217;m a <strong>homebody</strong></em>. Yeah, go figure.</p>
<p>The fact that I can still blog out this much is a miracle. <strong><em>(!)</em></strong></p>
<p><em>I <strong>must</strong> save myself~~~ *wail* From <strong>myself</strong>~~~ <strong>*wail even louder*</strong></em></p>
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		<title>Poisoned!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 15:41:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Food poisoning. Uh huh.
My weekend, gone. Was down with gastric, then fever, then fatigue, then vomit-inducing migraine, then excessive intestinal gas, AND THEN diarrhoea&#8230; *sweat*
Talk about being unbelievably sick. Can&#8217;t for the life of me remember when was the last time I was this sick. Then again, can&#8217;t really depend on my malfunctioning memory these [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Food poisoning. Uh huh.</p>
<p>My weekend, gone. Was down with gastric, then fever, then fatigue, then vomit-inducing migraine, then excessive intestinal gas, AND THEN diarrhoea&#8230; <strong><em>*sweat*</em></strong></p>
<p>Talk about being unbelievably sick. Can&#8217;t for the life of me remember when was the last time I was this sick. Then again, can&#8217;t really depend on my malfunctioning memory these days. >.<</p>
<p>It started on Friday morning. I had this funny cramp feeling in my stomach after the usual morning stint on the porcelain throne, but I took it as a passing thingy.</p>
<p><strong>Wrong.</strong></p>
<p>Almost called it quits on my way to work <em>(I mainly walk, with a 2kg plus laptop on my back&#8230;)</em>, but I stubbornly persevered <em>(gosh, I wish I am that perseverant when it comes to things that really matters&#8230;)</em>, feeling all the colour draining from my face. I managed to reach the office all in one piece&#8230;</p>
<p>&#8230;only to leave by lunchtime. Without much work done. >.<</p>
<p>Dragged myself back on the same route <em>(could have costed me my life, walking unshielded under the scorching sun, but I have nerves of steel when it comes to this kind of situations >.<)</em>, stopping to see the doctor and also to buy lunch and dinner. And two ice-creams <em>(I was craving for ice-creams, yes, even at times like this&#8230;)</em>. Doctor said it was a gastric problem, which might be due to missing just the right time to eat or maybe even stress-related.</p>
<p>Hmmm, how come neither of us even had the slightest thought that it was actually <strong>food poisoning</strong>??</p>
<p>Reached home, took medicine, ate lunch while watching an episode of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karei-naru_Ichizoku" target="_blank">Karei Naru Ichizoku</a> <em>(one tends to feel less sick when at home&#8230;)</em> and took a nap.</p>
<p>Woke up to the rain&#8230;with a fever. Asked my sister to buy Panadol for me, but she told me off, telling me to just drink <strong>a lot</strong> of water <em>(she&#8217;s an advocate of natural living, you see&#8230;)</em>. Well, <strong>she&#8217;s right</strong>, I&#8217;m just irked over the fact that she didn&#8217;t just listen to me and buy the stupid Panadol for me. >.<</p>
<p>Couldn&#8217;t finish my dinner <em>(which was also attempted while watching another two episodes of Karei Naru Ichizoku&#8230;)</em>, ended up throwing it away, much to my own chagrin. Went to sleep with a <strong>big</strong> bottle of water. Woke up a few times to go to the toilet and drank <strong>loads</strong> of water before going back to sleep each time. The fever was gone by 2 or 3 in the morning. But I didn&#8217;t really sleep well. Sigh.</p>
<p>Saturday was quite uneventful except for me feeling as if all energy had been sucked out of me. Called up a good friend to cancel our date because I seriously didn&#8217;t thought I was up to it. Was supposed to meet her the next day to buy her a meal for her birthday. Most importantly, to have our occasional all-day-long deep heart-to-heart girl talk. Man, I really hated having to cancel our date because of this stupid bout of food poisoning! <strong>*sulk*</strong></p>
<p>Oh, stomach began to feel weird towards the evening. Unable to resist the temptation, I took the discretion to <strong><em>reward</em></strong> myself with an ice-cream for successfully fighting off the fever, silently hoping that it would do wonders for the stomach too. Miraculously, it somehow did <em>(or so I thought&#8230;)</em>. And so, I helped myself to the second one. *ahem* The stomach didn&#8217;t feel so good when I went to bed. >.<</p>
<p>I woke up around 2 or 3 in the morning with a <strong>migraine <em>(!)</em></strong> and still, a weird feeling stomach.</p>
<p>Migraine was <em>too much</em> for me, so I got up and prayed a rosary by my study desk in the dark, and just laid my forehead on the table after that. That made me feel better and a while later I went back to sleep. Didn&#8217;t wake up until almost 11 a.m. and as such, <em>shamefully</em> skipped Sunday mass. My bad. I think I was up to it, but I was really too lazy and tired. >.<</p>
<p>Asked my sister to <em>&#8220;gua sa&#8221;</em> for me, but that turned up nothing. Even got scolded by her for sleeping late so often, she suspected that my migraine and uneasiness had something to do with sleep deprivation <em>(oh well&#8230;)</em>. After that, had diarrhoea once, and when I went to bed that night, the stomach was grinding like crazy. Before that, the grinding more often than not ended up in awful smelling farts. <em>Ewww&#8230;</em> But I didn&#8217;t fancy the idea of going to toilet because it&#8217;ll just end up in <em>eeky you-know-what</em>, so I didn&#8217;t. >.<</p>
<p>Anyhow, I managed to fall asleep. The next morning, the whole thing came out during the usual morning stint on the porcelain throne. <strong>Double <em>ewww&#8230;</em></strong> I had the scare of my life afterwards when not only fart came out after a grind but <strong><em>eeky you-know-what</em> also</strong>!! Luckily I was still at home and it was still <em>manageable</em>. <strong><em>*sweat*</em></strong> I went to see the doctor again, and again, neither of us had the faintest idea that it was actually <strong>food poisoning</strong>. >.<</p>
<p>But I was feeling okay overall, and the doctor didn&#8217;t see the need to give me MC as well, so I trotted off to work albeit messaging my boss and also colleague earlier that I might have to take another MC. This time, I survived the day!! <strong>*big grin*</strong> While religiously taking the diarrhoea and stomach gas pills, of course. *sweat*</p>
<p><strong>And I feel like my old <em>sleep-deprived</em> self today!!</strong></p>
<p>Okay, that came out wrong.</p>
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