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Panicked...

I will be completing PEP on this Sunday morning. 

So, yesterday noon, I started to develop a discomfort in my throat. It's dry, not very sore, but I can feel it. Actually, before I started PEP, the few weeks before PEP, I was having the same feeling on and off. Went to several doctors, and eventually did a throat culture and confirmed it's not due to bacteria, so no antibiotics necessary. The doctors only said it should be viral, cold, so rest well and your body will do the work. I suspected that I was probably having glandular fever or mononucleosis, but I never had the test so I dun no. So yesterday I was telling myself not to panic because it may be that I have been stressed, anxious, and the same feeling that I had previously came back again. 

But, this afternoon, after having a nap ( I was in bed till noon, didn't go to class because I was just so tired and I didn't sleep well last night), I noticed there was this patch of faint rash on my tummy just below my chest. I started to freak out and decided to contact the Nurse Consultant to ask for advice. He asked me not to panic and said I can see him tomorrow morning. He kept reassuring me that I will be fine. I was pretty depressed throughout the afternoon, and very much hopeless. 

Anyway, I went for a haircut (no,  I wasn't really in the mood but one of my friends is graduating tomorrow and I dun wan to scare them with my super long and messy hair). Just got back from the city, and check again, the rash is gone! I am still not too happy yet because I really can't predict what will happen in the next few days or weeks until I get my results. I could only thank God and let Him lead me. 

Thanks for dropping by guys. I am sure there are more people who read my posts than the few who have actually left some comments, and I am happy nonetheless. 

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  1. You actually know that you shouldn't panic. So, yeah... Try not to panic!! (:

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