Not the most glamourous thing i've done..and definitely not something i'm super proud of but oh well..

I didnt write about this terrible sore throat that stuck on to me like a freaking shadow for 3 wks last mth... Everytime it felt slightly better, i'll start on my fried food, tons of sugar & spicy goodies.. & in no time i'm back to square 1 where i feel like crap & dun give a flying shit even if the sky's crashing down.

Until the sunday before i was sups to fly (on weds) my right ear got blocked and it started buzzing.. & then it ached. *roll eyes* so obviously i knew i had to see a specialist else i might just burst my eardrums & be in terrible pain when the air pressure changes in the cabin.

So i did.. and turns out my throat infection went up to the right eardrum and it's swollen & DAMN freaking red. Only because i'm due to fly soon, the specialist helped me puncture a small hole in the eardrum to release the pressure & for me to clear the water thats trapped inside.

Of coz i left the hospital with a huge bag of antibiotics, logenzes blah blah and the best of all, some nasal spray which i have to stick up in my nose, press it and take a super deep breath of that vapour. That looked quite uncool really but i rather that than being miserable in pain.. And the doc said i have to spray it once before i fly and after i land..

When i checked in, i already kinda knew i have no one sitting on the 2 seats beside me coz i asked (yes yes.. before u fly be nice, ask the check in lady/guy if its a full flight.. he/she could easily put u on a row with no one and possibly have whole 3 seats to urself!) and after settling down in the 80% full plane looking forwrd to the door closing, i took my huge bag of medicine out to fish for my nasal spray.

Then this joker of an angmoh (i tink he's dutch) jumped out of nowhere and plonked his fat ass on my aisle seat..(ok.. hes really not fat.. just tall..)  i felt the sky crashing down this time tinking about losing my 3 seats wide flat bed.. and i had all these crazy thoughts running thru my mind.. Should i speak, and wat should i say.. and if i dun say anything i know i'll be cursing myself for the rest of the flight sitting upright. sooo....

with the nasal spray in my hand, i turned around and said in the weakest voice "Excuse me is that your seat?"

"Oh no.. i'm sitting in over there but its too cramped and i cant sit there.. blah blah blah" Then he turned over spoke in some foreign language with his whole bunch of pals.. there must be like 20 of them stupid noisy men in the same cabin. grrrr...

so i smiled weakly and said.. "i actually asked the ground staff to block these 2 seats for me coz i'm feeling very unwell. I think you might not want to seat so close by.." *feeble half-closing-eyes & grabbing my big white plastic bag of medicines*

He had that "OMG!" face and he said "ar ok.. i'll move when the plane up"

but he left within the next 2 mins before the door was even closed!  

YIPEEeee..

so i had my 3 seats to myself for 12 hrs to Amsterdam and it was an awesome flight! but of coz, i kept using my nasal spray, kept getting warm water to have with my manuka honey to soothe my throat and kept clearing my throat. 

Well, i was afterall really sick!~