Yeah, it sounds like I hope to get sick eh, 'Finally it worsen'.
Went to see doc again (3rd time, in 3 weeks). He changed the cough syrup and inflammation pills. He put me on that strong & ex antibiotic again. There goes my $$, all to the medicine.

After eating the medicine last night, at 11pm+, I was feeling bad, woke up suddenly and ran to the toilet as i feel like vomiting, but nothing came out, only loud burping sounds + air. On the way while running to the toilet, i kick the bed so hard. See, everything can just be so unlucky! Then i was sitting in the toilet, my mum came as usual and start nagging. For goddness sack, I am feeling so painful & bad, and sick, n she is there nagging nagging and NAGGING!!!! At that point of time, I really thought of dying. Jump down the building and thats is. Case closed. But I don't have the strength to stand up. I just sit in the toilet for very long. (and my mum ask why am i sitting there -_- , I have no energy to reply). but as the nagging goes on, I just shouted at her to GO AWAY. Then I heard her saying that I got bad temper as she walk away. -_- Who in this bloody world likes to get scolded and nagged at when he/she is already not feeling well. My not feeling well is in the midst of 'vomiting'. HELL! I went back to bed. 12am+ woke up again to vomit and the vomit goes on for the rest of the night. Smsed baby to tell him. But I think he is also in his drowsy state. He is coughing too, he said I passed him the coughing, but what I think is maybe 10% is from me, but 90% is definately from the beer. Why put all blame on me? GOSH! You will never believe the people I faced daily. All of them makes me feel like giving them 10 tight slaps every hour.

Then guess what. Baby knows that I am on MC today at 6.20pm. See how a caring bf he is. If I tell him 'you are not caring at all, don't even know I am on MC', he will surely say 'You never tell me ma'. Come on, I vomited badly the previous night, you never even ask me how was I feeling today. Not even a short sms just to ask. Aiya, anyway I also don't care. I can't even bother to tell him that he never show the concern. I think I must start looking out for better guys ah. And ironically I even ask him why and what happen to him, why so quiet today. Ha, nonsense. And he replied he is stress. whahahah! Ya right. Whatever, and I wouldn't care more or less. You don't want to show care & concern, neither I need any of these ANYMORE! Soon, we will go on our separate ways and I am sure of that.

What I want to say is that, if my illness continue, and I feel so terrible having to cough my life away, my stomach feels like I had just did a 200 sit-ups, I am going to end my life. No more going to the docs. No use at all. I am refraining from fried & heaty stuff already. Nothing helps at all now. Life is just ... bleh....