I’m down with a mild fever today. It was worse on the MRT ride this morning. I was shivering. I still went to work but checked up with a doctor in the late afternoon. Suddenly, he asked me what my religion was before giving advice about finding my prayer center. I told him I was experiencing insomnia. He cited Mr. Lee Kuan Yew too. Waaah. So knowledgeable and so personal this doctor is. Today, I popped in a Panadol and a Strepcil.
It’s difficult to be sick in Singapore. Your family is away. Your boyfriend isn’t around. I’m tempted to text a friend and ask if she can stay over if my fever gets any worse.