i was down with food poisoning yesterday. which made a supposedly great day, the worse day ever. and it's all because the mi soto i had for breakfast.
well, after that breakfast, my sister and i went to pay some bills at maxis service center at ampang point. then we went on to buy my dad's hydraulic oil at a nearby car store. then we went inside the shopping complex to send off my dad's documents. that's when it all happens. i felt like some amount of fluid are rushing out of my system. that's when i went to the toilet the first time. i got to the toilet, but nothing came out. so i forced myself to throw up, hoping that the uncomfortable feeling would go away as i puke. but no, that was just the beginning. after feeling alright for a while, i cleaned myself up and went out. as we were on our way out, i started feeling uncomfortable once again. and my sister was starting to lose her patience. we went inside the car. i grabbed a plastic and started to throw up, again.
as my dad had ordered for us to stop by Esso to buy lunch, so that's where we stopped. and i rushed to the toilet once again. and threw up again. huhu.
then i forced my sister to drive faster so that we could get home sooner and i can use the toilet as long as i want. i stayed inside, long enough that i was forced to throw up until i've got no energy left in me and instead of the food i ate, there was already some kind of yellowish liquid coming out of me. i was already thinking of dying and everything that comes in between. and i started to come up with all sorts of theories. including the theory that the yellowish liquid might be my gaster juice. ew, gross!
then i slept to regain my energy. i couldn't bring myself to eat because i tried to drink some mineral water during the ordeal, but it was forced out. so i can't eat at the time. when i woke up, my mum made me to go to the clinic nearby. that's when i was diagnosed with food poisoning. and i was prescribed with 3 types of medicine. including charcoal-type pills.
for now, i'm okay. hopefully it does not happen again. it hurts. a whole lot.
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