Last week I couldn’t take it any longer and made an appointment with an allergist. On Wednesday, he said that I did have a bit of a sinus infection. As I paid I was handed my bag of prescriptions (in Singapore you get them directly from the doctor). In my bag I had a ton of drugs. For the first week I was to take 11 pills a day. ELEVEN. How many would I have received if I had more than “a bit of a sinus infection.” As of today, I am down to 3 a day, much more tolerable. This was the first time I have been on antibiotics in at least 4 years. And by far the most allergy pills I’ve ever had to take at once. Most days I tried to figure out which would be worse, continue to take all the pills that left me feeling nauseous and a bit loopy, or go back to the constant pain and popping of my sinus cavity. I stuck with the pills. And boy did it leave me stupid. And yes I will forever use that as my excuse. It sounds good. On Saturday, I went out to the pool for some sun time. I had my keys so I could go out my front door and take the public lift. But I stopped on the way out the door to use the nose spray I was given. A few minutes later as I was going down in the semi-private lift (that doesn’t go to the level of the pool), I realised that I did not have my lift card. Nor did I have my phone or my front door key. I had my towel, my book, my nano and my diet coke. Sigh. Of course our gate guard could only open the front door and not the semi-private lifts. At least the guard let me call a locksmith. For $100 I got to watch a guy pick my lock. Yesterday, I stopped at the ATM to get some much needed cash. For the life of me I could not remember my pin code for that account. Locked myself out of course. Came home to try to reset the pin over the phone, locked myself out of the phone banking. So now I have to hope that the courier arrives tomorrow with my new pin code mailing. Otherwise, I have to break into my US savings account just to have money to spend in Australia this weekend. Sigh. I have just packed my suitcase for my 6 day trip to Sydney. I so hope that the stupidity is gone and that I actually packed stuff I need and not just random items from my closet. Who really knows. At least I don’t need a brain to hang out at Manly beach. And my friends already know I can be stupid, so they should be forgiving.
Feb 20