Hello all,
It's a stomach-churning, intestine-ripping, weak weak day today. Down with stomach flu. Yesterday nite, woke up at unholy hours to puke into the toilet bowl... purging out greenish-brown, unidentified chunks of semi-liquidfied mess - probably the half-digested coffee pork ribs and mushroom brocoli we had during reunion dinner earlier..
Papa's beaten by the bug too, a victim of common cold. Great timing.
Today I stayed in, and concussed for the whole afternoon, coaxing the bloated stomach to flatten and behave while lost in half-conscious slumber.
Grandaunt in hospital is recovering, no longer babbling eerie half-truths and hallucinating. No longer having so many tubes stuck into her bobbing green veins.
My fishes too, are recovering from a white spot epidermic that invaded last friday. One of them though, is still fighting for her dear life in small blue bucket. I think she may pull through. May Buddha bless her, and papa and me.
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