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Flu!!! Eeeeek!!!

I have a problem with my blood pressure again because of everyday stress. I know it and can feel it when it comes at me. I know how it feels like but just to be sure, I head over to my doctor for check and confirmation.

So, I sit there and wait for my turn. Out came a woman who sounded nasal but talking on her mobile phone. Then she said something like, 'Yeah, I have to take the day off because I am having flu and fever. Oh yeah, I did the H1N1 test, just did it. Yeah....blah blah blah. AH-CHOO!'

I slinked into a far corner of the clinic.

I am here because my blood pressure is a little high and I am stressed out, but at least it's not something that will kill me instantly, dudette! And then she just sat there talking and I can't help feeling a little apprehensive about walking past her.

OK, OK...fine, I was being a big fat chicken but can you blame me???!! If I die, it's perfectly fine, I think, although it's not my wish to be in such a situation but what about my kids? If this woman gives me the flu and something happened to my kids, it would be my fault!

Anyway, after seeing me and another woman cautiously eye her up and down, she had the good heart to hide herself in one corner of the clinic...the other end. Hahaha....but I can't help thinking 'Give her her medicine already, come on! Let her get home and rest, man!'

I know. So bad, right?

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