28 June 2015 - While I was gone

June was a busy month, I think I have been away from campus for a longer period of time than I have been on campus.

But all in all, June was an exciting month, in one way or another.

Summer's at its height and most of my friends & flatmates are all gone now, all happily on their way back home or already lazing at home for a week or longer. It's quite heartwarming to see how everyone treats Sutton Bonington and its animal-filled air as home. [I do think of it as home as well] 

Everyone just can't wait to be back in September because of all the fun that we had doing a lot of nonsensical things.（I suppose there's a first for everything) There's Jemma and Sam who can't get enough of SB and don't even want to leave campus. But unfortunately, everyone's got to go home, except me. 

(Geocaching by the canal that's near the campus)

No current plans for the moment except to get a job and travel or not get a job and travel. Plus there's the retake of my physiology exam in August. 

Which reminds me. I had been meaning to blog about this, but it kept slipping my mind. Right before the day of my physiology paper ... I created the perfect condition for food poisoning. So let's just say that I woke up on the morning of my paper sick to high heavens. 

I don't think I want to look at avocado and/or bacon for a long time now. Let's just say that what happened was really silly and that I was sick for 5 days. I had diarrhea and was throwing up so much that I was basically throwing up water and bile acids by the end of the first day. It took 3 days for the throwing up to cease, but with all those throwing up, I had acid reflux for the next 2 days and that I could only manage half a slice of toast at best. 

It was horrible. I was horizontal for longer than 20 hours a day but my lovely friends came by to visit me when I was ill and it made me feel better. I was very devastated at missing my exam though, and ended up crying for an hour. My sister immediately called me to check on me and that was when she realized how sick I was. 

The trip to the doctor's wasn't any much better because I had to walk all 30mins into the clinic and threw up a couple of times by the roadside and of course, having the wind blowing a bit of bile acid on your face was really far from pleasant, especially when you are ill. 

The doctor dismissed me with a doctor's note for me to fill up my EC and the advice to just drink more water. No medication at all, which I am a bit unused to. I was just discussing this with an exchange student from Hong Kong. We are from different countries (I'm from Singapore) But we do realise that Asian doctors would just basically dispense every single type of medications under the sun for you, to the extent that you might have a "mini medicine dispensary" in your own home. 

Fever? Here's some panadol (paracetamol) for that, oh, you have a cold too ? here's some medication to stop that runny nose. 

If you have a sore throat, you probably get lozenges as well. It's just something that we found rather amusing. Even my friend from US said the same, in the West, less medication is more, in the East, more medication is better.  

But at that moment, I just wished that the doctor at least prescribed me with a medication to help with the nausea. X_X