I've been running a high grade fever since Friday, and timing is damn zun...every 6 hrs I will feel the temperature coming, accompanied with joint pain. I don't even need an alarm to tell me it's time for my next dose of Paracetamol.
J's been showing me a lot of concern by calling me frequently to see if I'm better, if I've taken my meds, if I need anything etc. If I can have one request, it would be to stay beside me whilst I rest (if only my parents would let him into the house)..
Because of my department exam next week, I havent been able to spend much time with J this week. And it's made worse now that I'm ill. I miss him a lot, and seeing him for lunch earlier is something I'm looking forward to.
My temp started spiking again and I was having chills whilst waiting for him, and I felt so unwell that I had to end up squatting down. Honestly, at that point in time, I was feeling quite vulnerable already, and it was at that moment, he appeared. He looked really worried seeing me squatting down in the corner, and asked if I was ok since he claimed I looked very pale.
Despite feeling terrible, I was still very very happy seeing him. I felt very cared for when he kept putting food on my plate and regularly placing his hands on my forehead/neck to see if my temperature has gone down.
And he came all the way again in the evening to accompany me for dinner. =)
I feel very blessed with my relationship, even though my parents are opposing it. No doubt it is painful for me, but seeing him minimises it, and somehow, it makes me feel that it's all worthwhile.
Although I don't know for sure if it'll work out, I don't want to lose another chance of loving him again.
J's been showing me a lot of concern by calling me frequently to see if I'm better, if I've taken my meds, if I need anything etc. If I can have one request, it would be to stay beside me whilst I rest (if only my parents would let him into the house)..
Because of my department exam next week, I havent been able to spend much time with J this week. And it's made worse now that I'm ill. I miss him a lot, and seeing him for lunch earlier is something I'm looking forward to.
My temp started spiking again and I was having chills whilst waiting for him, and I felt so unwell that I had to end up squatting down. Honestly, at that point in time, I was feeling quite vulnerable already, and it was at that moment, he appeared. He looked really worried seeing me squatting down in the corner, and asked if I was ok since he claimed I looked very pale.
Despite feeling terrible, I was still very very happy seeing him. I felt very cared for when he kept putting food on my plate and regularly placing his hands on my forehead/neck to see if my temperature has gone down.
And he came all the way again in the evening to accompany me for dinner. =)
I feel very blessed with my relationship, even though my parents are opposing it. No doubt it is painful for me, but seeing him minimises it, and somehow, it makes me feel that it's all worthwhile.
Although I don't know for sure if it'll work out, I don't want to lose another chance of loving him again.