Today I woke up in a trance, curled up on the second floor of this double deck-desk with the heater on and two layers of blankets over me. And I remember, last night I had a terrible tummy ache, it wasn't really supposed to be forgettable. The feeling sucked, really. I had to throw up just to get the bad feeling away, but it felt just the same. The worst part was cleaning up when I just wanted to lie in bed and feel numb. Ah, the perks of living alone. Never felt so helpless.
Thoughts like food poison came into my head, and then I started to consider, have I eaten anything with bugs recently? Haha. It was really funny how I even thought about going home. It dawned on me that it would take four hours to fly back to Manila, and taking Mefenamic Acid would be a better option.
So in the end, before I finally slept, while in the middle of the suckiest feeling in the world, my sleeping roommate woke up and said to me:
"If you would want me to take you to the hospital, just tell me, okay?"
Then, she went back to sleep.
Right there and then I realized, there's a way the universe surrounds you with people who care.
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