I have been having fever off and on for the past couple days. And it only hits me at night after shower. So at night I'll be struggling to sleep and by morning, I'll be fine. Weird.

This is exactly how I feel when I have a fever (and facing it alone):

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• After crossing two roads, walking from the car park area to the lift of my apartment - my legs will start to feel like jello and at that time usually, I wish for nothing but somehow magically have showered and am lying in bed.
• Upon reaching home, after dumping all the bags in the room, I'll proceed to laze around and rest it out a bit. Switch on the tv, check on SMSes, etc.
• Then I'll boil some water. Enough water for me to shower coz sick person should not bathe in cold water, so they say.
• Carrying the ... thing.... to empty out the hot boiling water into my readily half-filled tub with cold water is a struggle I tell you. This is when my whole body weakens.
• While showering, I take out my contact lenses, wash and store them away.
• During the process of showering, you must know that I am constantly shivering away eventhough it's warm water I'm bathing myself in.
• Next, my Tri-colored Colgate toothpaste is finishing. So, OMG, the amount of energy I have to utilize just to squeeze out a miserable dollop of toothpaste is exhausting!
• Then I whimpered and practically crawled back into my room to dry myself and put on some clothes.
• And after awhile, while resting it out on the bed, heat will slowly creep all over my body.
• Warm sensations on the neck, forehead, throat and palms.
• Scout around for Panadol or any leftover fever pills. Take 2 of it and continue trying to concentrate on tv.
• Then once in awhile, mummy will call to see how I am and no matter how hard I try to act healthy and bouncing, she will magically sense it. "You're sick aren't you?!" and the next sentence I always dread most... "Daddy and I are coming over NOW." That's when my power of persuasion kicks in. And I have been effective so far, for 3 nights in a row now.
• And that's not it yet. She will call every 2 hours till about 2+am just to check whether I have overheated and died. (Well, she didn't say that directlyla of coz but it felt like it). I have never been away from my mum whenever I was down with a fever, so I could really understand how she felt for the past couple of nights.
• Then comes morning... and Angie is magically well again :)

Another one is coming up tonight... after shower, I reckon.

*shrug*