Only start to appreciate it…

when I don't have it.

I  have been taking my health for granted for the longest time. I start to forget that I am no more in my youthful twenties and my constituition is not as resilent as it was 10 years ago. All it took was about 2 months of staying up beyond 1 – 2 a.m continuously and I am down with an illness.

I have been having HFMD since Wednesday. I still can't really ascertain if I got it from K, since he only had a bout of flu, followed by an outbreak of rash on his arms and legs last week, which was not characteristic of HFMD. However he did have 2-3 strange spots on his palm as well as in his mouth. So maybe, he did have it, possibly a slight variation, which I unfortunately caught it from him and got the full works (all except the ulcers).

So it is not true that adults don't get HFMD. I have been thankfully spared from the ulcers in the mouth, however had plently of raised, itchy spots on my palms and fingers, as well as on my feet and the base on my feet. The most unbearable part has to be the pins and needles in my feet and hands (think perpetual cramp in feet and hands). It was so bad yesterday, that I could not walk without leaning on the walls and I could not get to sleep the whole of last night. 

I am very thankful that dh have been extremely supportive these couple of days and he have set aside all his work responsibilities to send K to school and get all the chinese herbs for me. And have a helper at home to cover all my duties of taking care of K.

I am into the third day of HFMD and I am on the road to recovery. The spots on the hands and feet have stopped spreading and the pins and needles in feet have become more bearable. Another 4 more days and I am over the home-quarantine…

I was so looking forward to this week's home-learning workshop but it has been cancelled due to this   I have also learnt the hard way and I will conciously get myself to bed before 1230am (will try really hard) and remind myself that work can wait for another day.

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