Chickenpox in Belfast

It's not really about chickenpox in Belfast, it's about me having chickenpox in Belfast!

Not sure where i picked this up, probably from a house party that made all the residents being complained last two weeks, but...have been having fever without myself knowing that i was having fever for two days, and suddenly i was surprised on the sudden emerged rashes all over my body and scalp in front of a mirror before taking bath!

Therefore, after having a quick bath (but feeling dizzy due to the fever), i rushed to the hospital nearby after failed to contact the university health center.

Waiting was not long in the emergency ward. Blood sample and blood pressure was taken, followed by another dizziness. Fever at 38 degree celcius. Hospital called up on the second day for further checkup, again, walking to hospital again. They just wanted to know whether the virus has attacked my brain by testing me whether i can touch their finger and my nose and whether i can walk a straight line. Screw tomorrow's job, screw these weekend's job, mayb next week's too...screw my next month's rent. Fortunately i am saved by the overdraft facility provided to student accounts. And screw my next week's classes, as doctor said i am currently highly infectious, as four out of eight of my classmates' never have chickenpox before.

Now waiting for the complete budding of these rashes, blisters or whatsoever all over my body, suffering from the itchiness but have to refrain myself to scratching it. Stil hav to do laundry cooking and groceries by myself as being avoided by some housemates who haven't have it before but claimed that they have no place to stay in the hostel bcoz they have to avoid me for not getting chickenpox and yet they are one of the organizers of that particular houseparty in which i suspected where I picked it up. It's both unfortunate for u to get it or not to get it now, i had a thought, as getting it in older age wil make u suffer more. Bless you for being so considerate for those words u said. Walking in the wind, alone. I stil hav to take care of myself. Laughed in the phone, telling my parents it should be ok as I managed to survived from the dengue fever that made me admitted to hospital for five days with glucose drips last time.

I am tired. Lab report deadline next wed, three more days to go and I hope that Indian guy won't delay his work again, or I wil hav to finish his part with my chickenpox with other accompanied symptoms like sorethroat, ulcers in my mouth, and diarrhea.

And going back now, need to self-quarantine myself. I will survive, this time I said to myself.