Ugh! Of all the things to happen to me before Christmas, I get food poisoning! I don’t really have a clue where I may have contracted it, though at this point the evidence points to a certain fish and chips stall in KLCC’s food court (of all places!)
After a long vomit session (by way of the mouth AND nose.. I’ll leave the rest to your imagination), a visit to the doctor left me wallet 43 bucks lighter and saddled with seven different medicines, including two antibiotics! The doctor diagnosed me with gastritis and neuritis (as opposed to my idea that I contracted food poisoning) due to showering late at night (!), among other factors.
The whole process didn’t feel right to me, from the time he walked into the patient room, right down to the part where I had to shell out my greens. Is there any way to know if the doctor is scamming me? If you feel better after throwing up, and feel the same (still better than before throwing up, I mean) after taking the insane amount of meds – I swear I feel fifty years older just looking at the sheer array of pills to consume – did the doctor’s prescription help at all?
On a note, I’m feeling much better now, although my appetite hasn’t quite recovered yet. At least I can still enjoy Christmas, albeit more modestly than I initially intended.
Merry Xmas to all my friends and colleagues, and Happy New Year!