Dear Diary...Managed to get up after a 40 hour complete bed rest...
Tummy rumbling with acidic build-up, chapped lips from dehydration, tongue dry as the Sahara, throat thirsty from lack of liquids...
Poured the whole bottle of 100plus down my throat, took a warm shower and decided to boil myself a pot of bitter gourd and oinky ribs soup. The traditional method of bringing down the blood pressure.
Drove grandfather and mom to church service and headed over to the morning market. Held my composure from the hustle and bustle of my surroundings just to get my raw items.
Rushed back to church to fetch my family members and went straight back home. Passed mom the shopping and asked her to assist with the brew... then went back to my comfy bed to lay down my throbbing head whilst waiting for me bowl of soup.
Mom made a mean bowl of soup I tell ya... one bowl and I felt so much better. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise but moms are the best cooks! Managed to head out again to assist the kids for their jive routine at the club too...
Tomorrow... a rematch with the blood sugar and blood pressure meters!!
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