Being Sick & The iPad

October 4, 2010  |  iPad, My Life, Sick

I woke up this morning not feeling well at all, I could not even drag myself out of bed but I was able to make the bathroom stops every time I woke up or else my room would’ve been a mess.  But it felt nice getting a chance to sleep in for once.  Getting a chance to relax and let my body do its thing in regards to healing.  It was a very nice low-key morning I spent in bed, but it eventually got boring I missed my blogs that I checked, I missed some of my shows.  I looked towards my Macbook and I thought to myself: To drag it all the way to the bed and have to find a comfortable angle to sit and read or sleep and read is not that fun, and let’s not forget grabbing the cable to charge it as well.

I thought what better than to grab my iPad 3G and use it in bed.  I quickly arranged to drag some of the latest episodes of Desperate Housewives, The Poor Decisions of Todd Margaret, Bored to Death, as well as others and went back to bed.  That took almost 2-3 minutes since CineXPlayer is that awesome! I got in bed and started watching my TV Show, I then felt a need to read stuff and so I launched “Reeder” and waited for my feeds to load and started reading my way through.  I got to thinking this is the best thing ever! Having my iPad right there being my sick companion.  I wondered how did I ever pass time when I was sick before?

Now I sit here and try to keep my iPad charged up because without this baby I feel as if I’m lost in this world!

To my iPad: I love you pumpkin!

Screwed Up Medical System

September 18, 2008  |  Irritated, Kuwait, My Life, Sick

I haven’t been feeling good, I have a high temperature, cough, and runny nose.  So technically it could be classified as a case of the flu or a cold right?

Well I got worse this morning so I was not even able to go to work, and I don’t usually miss out on work unless I am in the worst possible situation ever.  And for me not to be able to get out of bed, and feeling a pain in my chest as well as my body burning up means something is wrong with me.  Unfortunately after fitour I decided to go to the local “Mostawsef” (Little hospital thingy in our local neighborhood) to sign my sick leave and see if I can get some meds.  And what do I get when I go there?  A sorry excuse for a doctor calling me a liar.

I enter his room when my number shows up on the door, and he goes “What’s wrong” I go “I think I have the flu and I need you to sign my sick leave” he goes like “You think?  Or is it just for the sick leave?” Dad was luckily with me so he intercepted and said “She’s right in front of you why don’t you check?”  and what does that asshole do?  ”Open your mouth” and puts the tongue thingy and says that I have a little swelling in the glands or whatever, then “Look to the left” and puts the stethoscope on my shirt and tells me “Breathe in and breathe out” and that’s it!  Didn’t even bother to take my temperature.. Didn’t even bother with anything else.

The solution, he gave me some panadol, cough syrup, and antibiotics.  That’s all oh and let’s not forget him calling me a drama queen and liar just to get out of work and sign a sick leave and pretending to be sick with the flu.  

Yeah, I guess we should all cheer for our beautiful governmental medical system shouldn’t we?

I Hate Flu

January 27, 2007  |  Lesson of Week, Sick

I hate the flu, I loathe it, hell I even despise it. It is ruining my life and I am not one that prefers medicine or doctors and such, so whenever I get sick, its panadol for a tiny bit and that’s it, I depend on the natural courses of life to heal me. I take Vitamin C daily, which is Fresh Orange Juice for breakfast everyday but I stopped taking Panadol. Today however was a different day, because by midday I was about to collapse from the heat that was hitting me.

Before the end of the day I started feeling that it was extra hot when I wasn’t wearing that much, it’s just that my high necked sleeveless shirt under my suit jacket was getting to me, so by the time I went to pick up my sisters from Grandma’s house to take them home (oh and by the way I dropped them at school today as well) and by that time my head was feeling so heavy that I felt that I might collapse. I reached, sat with Grandma for a bit then left and barely made it home in time. I headed to my bed because if I didn’t sleep I would’ve collapsed. And that is about it why I hate the flu.

Many issues have developed with “habla” girl,which make me feel as if I am talking to a wall or as if I am associating with a dumbo freak but I am learning to not give it any attention or any importance in life. For example, a few days before the “habla” situation she goes to me “Jacquiiiiiiii (substituted for my real name) you have a white haaaaaaaair!” and I turn to look at her and say “I’ve got 3, so?” trying to embarrass me. Then the situation with “habla” happened trying to hint that my coat is “manly-like” hence why she went and gave it to a guy in the other class. But what happened this week was? Today, I was waiting to order and she was in front of me, she finished and moved to my side whereas I moved forward, I ordered, and in front of the guys she goes “Jacquiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii what is this red thing on your face near your chin??” and I go like ” Nothing why” she’s like “Nooo there’s something red here..” and I’m thinking “Wtf is wrong with this hoe!?” In the end I gave her a major skip and went on to order.

It’s funny how one week she gives me attitude but the week after when we start the Systems course, which I excell in she becomes all chummy like and starts to love calling my name to ask for my help (which I offer because the instructor asked me nicely to help him explain to the dumbasses who don’t get anything). Until last Wednesday when she didn’t want to call me by my name claiming that “she overused it and was afraid I would get mad” so she instead called me “Yaaa… Come Help me” and I answered back that “I have a name, use it, I love my name so use it please.” So all in all, I have weirdos in my class but most are starting to fear and respect me!

So Respect Jacqui or you’ll get a kick in ya bum! But I am still loving the whole experience, it is sooo enlightening!

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