Early this morning at about 4-ish, I woke up in a cold sweat.

Tummy wasn't feeling alright the whole night and being the girl with a high threshold for pain, I just couldn't be bothered getting up and fuss over it. So I slept on with hopes that the pain would just go away.

However, true enough when they say 'even the most patient person has his limits.' Even the most stubborn girl has to eventually give in to the unbearable pain in her stomach.

So I had the craziest diarrhea ever. Picture this: Me. Sitting in the toilet for the longest time, bending down with both arms hugging my knees. All these, while the tummy decided to go rock 'n' roll for more than 2 hours.

I honestly think it was 2 hours because as I came out of the loo, it was almost dawn. That wasn't the worst part yet! As I made my way to the room, I couldn't see anything! Mom was in the kitchen, daddy was walking around the house while I was playing blind girl, panicking, trying to find my way whilst thinking fast, "What is going on? Why can't I see anything?! And why does my body feel as though it is gonna collapse?!! Yes, I was at my parents' place.

Then I decided not to walk. I stopped and held on to the sides of the wall, trying my best not to faint. Dad came and exclaimed, "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so pale?!"

"I can't seeeeee. Stomachacheeeee. I need to lie down."

And with that, I lied down on the floor. All curled up in a ball. While daddy was circling around me, mumbling things which I wasn't paying attention to. Something like, ".... sleep on the floor... on bed... sleep..." Then mommy came along and yeah... fussed around me.

Then we had a phone call from my cousin. He struck RM57,000 from lottery. First prize for the number 1373 it seemed. So it was another family-relative makan time. Dimsum breakfast to be exact. Normally dimsum gets me all hyped up. This time around, I was moaning to my mom, "Can I not goooooooooo?"

Mom forced me to go! Can you believe it! Where got mothers force their sick daughters to go out, you tell me?  But I went anyway, coz I realized just happy my parents would be each time I participate in those family-relative getogether thingies. All the way to the dimsum haven, I was clinging onto my brother for dear life

So yada yada yada, it's me feeling all better now. Blogging about my near-death experience  Heh... yea yea, being kinda dramatic here but hey, how often do you experience black-outs for more than 10 secs? While staying conscious mind you!