Flow is friends with the flu bug... for now...

I officially depleted the tissue supply in the house.

This all started early this week. My brother was down with a serious case of flu + sinus infection package since the beginning of the school holidays. Arrogantly thinking that my immune system is way better than him and anyone else in the house, I go about my daily life without taking precaution so as to not catch his "little friends". Little did I know, his "little friends" bit me in the behind before I knew it...

To cut a long story short, I caught the flu bug. But I didn't know until I visited the doctor on Friday for my medical check up. As I was having a runny nose, I asked the doc for some cold tablets and something for my throat. She in turn, stuck the electronic thermometer into my ear.

Doctor: Do you have any fever going on?

Me: No lah.

Doctor (after temperature reading): Eh, you sure you got no fever?

Me: Uh, ya (Duh, like as if I won't know if I have fever...)

She stuck the thermometer back into my ear again to take a reading.

Doctor: Eh, you got high grade fever la. See? (shows thermometer. Temperature: 37.9 Celsius)

Me: Oh... ok...

Doctor: You mean to tell me you don't even know you have fever? (=.=")

Me: *Paiseh, nods*

Shaking her head, she prescribed me some meds for my illness, before I kena sound from her for not even noticing I had high grade fever when I went to work. I told her I seriously felt fine and then she told me to take better care of myself and be aware if I'm sick, bla-bla-bla, all the things a doctor would say to a sick fella who didn't care enough to notice they were sick. She also told me to monitor my fever and go see her again if my fever is still on after 2-3 days.

The most chun thing was: they asked me to take my medication before I leave the clinic. Usually, even when I had high fever, the doctor would just ask me to go home, eat something before taking my meds and sleep. This is the first time the doctor asked me to eat it (despite my empty stomach) before I can go.

When I told my brother this, he said I must be in pretty critical condition for the doctor to take such actions! (Lol...) I tried to follow doctor's orders and monitor my temperature. My brother and I dug out our family thermometer from one of mother's cupboard. I took my temperature. The results are amazing.

Brother: So, what's your temperature?

Me: Urm... 33.5 Celsius

Brother: Say what?! Take it again!

Me: Urm... now it's 34.5 Celsius.

Brother: Ok, you don't have a fever, you're just a corpse

Me: The damn thing is broken, I tell you!

He then took his own temperature with the same thermometer.

Brother: Oh shit, now I'm a corpse too (His is 35 Celsius, if i recall correctly.)

In the end, I can't monitor my temperature after all (since my entire family can't feel that I have a fever and I myself can't detect it in the first place.) But, seeing how my condition is still the same and that I've finished all my medication (not to mention the wiped-out tissue supply,) I would have to see my doctor again tomorrow. Hopefully I won't kena sound again...