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Back in Sydney!

Arrived this morning.

First time flying with an Airbus (A330-300) to Sydney. Since the plane is made by a different maker, as opposed to Boeing which is usually the plane used for this route by most airlines, there are some differences.

The lighting in the toilet is better, it makes you look better without revealing all the wrinkles and blemishes on your face, unlike the harsh lighting in older Boeing planes.

The new A330-300 also has a bigger touchscreen display. Watched Gravity and Police Story (2004). Enjoyed watching Gravity, especially when I was so many kilometres above the ground.

Quality of food served by this particular airline has been deteriorating. Flew with it over the last few years and it's all going downhill. Not to mention the quality of air stewards and stewardesses. Serious brain drain.

LCCT is like a refugee camp, while KLIA is no better. International visitors are no longer favouring Malaysia as a prime destination, as evidenced by the lack of international arrivals and the very few caucasians at the airport. Also lacked of places to shop.

The aerotrain linking the main terminal to the satellite building needs serious maintenance. It's definitely not running as 'smooth' as it used to be. The ground staff needs proper training. Most of them looked uninterested in dealing with us the passengers.

Okay, so with my previous post. Why was I so fed up? Let me tell you.. (Actually I want to write it down for myself because I am very bad at remembering the 'causes' of my anger/frustration/etc. after some time)

So, the night before I had to leave, after taking the shower at night, I walked to the living room and sat down, and declared to my mum that I might have contracted 'Athlete's foot'. (Google it, it's a fungal infection, caused by Tinea, if you get it on your groin it's called Jock Itch)

There is no visible sign until now. No obvious scaling, or redness. But the occasional prickly itch. So mild that the doctor I saw today (Yes, i rushed to see a doctor after I reached home this morning!) said it's highly unlikely and it could be just itching caused by dryness or that I have been over thinking.

So why did I 'diagnose' myself with it?

We went back to my maternal grandma's place during the CNY for a few days. Kampung (A village). The house has got cemented floor. So, imagine, the toilet floor, it's not tiled. It's harder to clean. I could see algae growing on the corners/edges between the floor and the wall. And because, there were only two bathrooms, shared by so many of us (more than 15), the floor is always wet and the cloth outside the bathroom (what do you call it?) was also always wet. Perfect breeding ground for fungus, if one of us there had it, walked on it, and someone else walked on it, then 'kena'.

On the day we went home from my grandma's place, that night, my groin was itchy and red, very obvious red. I don't know what it is, I guess it's the heat, so maybe heat rash? The onset was sudden, not like I have been scratching my groin, all very sudden. I just used the 'pine tar' body wash as a soap alternative because I didn't want to irritate the skin any further.

Then a day later, I could sense the occasional, mild itch, as though someone pricked me, around my big and little toes. Scary!

I don't know if these two things are related. Some say, fungal infection of the feet can be spread to the groin if you are not careful when you put on your underwear or pants. Because if you accidentally rub your feet to the pants, and the pants touch your groin, then kena!

I am using Lamasil Once at the moment. Unlike most of the other anti fungal topical cream, this one claims that it needs only to be applied once only, for 24 hours.

Oh yea, so why was i fed up with my parents/family? Because they weren't being 'serious' enough when I told them this. My dad simply said, aiya, don't stress yourself with it la...How can i not be stressed? The house is big (bigger than my room), and what if I got the fungus and I walked around, contaminating the floor and then they walk on it?

What if my dad gets it because he used my bathroom? OMG...these thoughts really stressed me up. Because it's not only me in the house, it's hard to quarantine and disinfect! and they were not being serious with this issue.

I told them, it's ok, if it's only me because I got the doctors here in Sydney, and the chemist is just within walking distance. It would be harder for them, especially when they were not paying attention to what I said, simply dismissing it and not having any awareness about it! They may not even know the symptoms to look out for.

Both of them are uni graduates, but my dad said...oh, in the past, when people had itchy feet, they simply soaked the feet in hot water! but it's not scientific right? They weren't paying attention when I was telling them how this fungal thing could spread, and that they have to use anti fungal cream to kill it, etc.

That's why I was/am frustrated. I 'know' too much, I care too much.

Comments

  1. There might be fungal in the bathroom but is the different fungal from the tinea pedis. Dun worry.
    You watch Gravity in the middle of air...
    that would be interesting...
    I watch it at cinema...

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  2. Hope it isn't what you think it is

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