Day 6, 7 & 8 — of the big move

The thing about being stressed is that your body pretty much gives up on you. And I’ve been perpetually sick for the last month or so. I can’t even begin to list down the things I’ve had to go through but it’s starting to get a little ridiculous now.

This week I’ve had the misfortune of a bad cough and cold. The nasty effect of this means I’ve got the unwanted company of an uncomfortable cough all night. Let’s name this cough Cameron. Cameron’s a bit of wild child but he’s also a little cheeky. He comes alive at night and parties through the night. And during more dormant times, he still finds the need to creep up on me and tickle my chest/throat. While Cameron’s company certainly has been eventful in the last week or so, Cameron needs to die.

I’m not sure what made me wait a whole week to visit the doctor. Perhaps it was me believing that my body would sort itself out but…who am I kidding Cameron’s fallen deeply in love with my body.

My bout of constant bad luck

So I took my long overdue journey to the doctor and I had my suspicions about needing some proof of identity. I rummaged through my bag only to realise I left both my purse and identity card in the office. Desperately thinking of a quick fix I remembered my passpo- OH RIGHT I don’t have that either! ( refer to Day 3 & 4 )

So there I was standing over the counter hoping the doctor would still see me. But of course it is required. Why wouldn’t it be? In the life story of MiSha everything that can go wrong will go wrong.

But THIS TIME, I’m in luck! because buried deep in my second purse lies my other identity card. I presented it to them and they took it without fuss. A bloody miracle is what it was.

So that’s that. I managed to get my hands on some drowsy medicine and I’m hoping it’ll knock me out cold for some much needed rest.

In other news, I taught my mentor something about Google Analytics today. I’ve always believed that the passing of knowledge between mentor and mentee should not be unilateral. So it was really great that I could pass on whatever knowledge I have knowing that we can always learn from one another.

That’s all for Day 6,7 & 8!

MiSha xx

Listening to : Soon Soon by Praything

I know I’m supposed to write every day. But I don’t want to write for the sake of writing. I’d like to be able to do this in my own time and not feel like it’s an obligation. It’s also a lot harder to consistently write when you’re a) feeling down b) feeling sick. I truly admire the people who can persevere through this and constantly produce work regardless of their circumstances. Nevertheless, I’ll still keep trying.
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