Everything Under The Tropical Sun

Where have I gone? Playing catch up with all the things I left. I have to say: I love my job. I really do. Sometimes it CAN suck (especially when I’m dealing with small-minded, negative people) but on an average, I love it. It took me another three weeks to finally get into gear once more. I don’t like getting sick at all.

So now, I’m back and I can juggle my blog back into my life once more. Thank you to those of you who kept coming back. Those hits keep me keepin’ on… when I thought that maybe I should give up. Thank you. My heart and soul thanks you.

So hello blog world! I am baaack! So many things has happened… but my upcoming photos will still be from my last vacation. I’ll be posting new ones pretty soon… I’ve decided that I’ll be pouring my heart into learning pp. Sure, I know quite a number of things… but it’s not enough to excel. I have to study, study, study. How I’ll incorporate it into my already full schedule, I don’t know. I just know that I have to.

I’ll be writing about the many, many things that has happened during my “hibernation” real soon. I might have a hard time posting as regularly as I have in the past as I slowly build the routine once again but all I can say is that I missed blogging. I don’t know what magic blogging has but whatever it is, I’m in its spell.

If you’ve been wondering why I’ve been silent for about a week… well, it’s because I was confined in the hospital due to dengue fever. I had very high fever at first but not enough to get me admitted. It was when my fever broke that I had myself admitted… because I was hungry. I couldn’t keep my food down and I wanted to eat. Anyone who knows me knows that if I could just erase the word “hunger” from my vocabulary, I’d be one very happy woman. Anyway, that’s when they found out that my platelets were VERY low. Dangerously low. Here are some crappy phone pics:

My view from my E.R. bed.

My nurse preparing my admittance...

Officially admitted... with hospital ID bracelet.

EKG just to make sure nothing's wrong with my heart.

My hubby watching over me at the E.R.

Dextrose... (painful!)

Hospital food... BLECH!!!!

Platelet transfusion.... I'm a B+