Getting better

Last week has been a tiring one. Worked for 8 days straight, walked back and forth from home to cvs under the heat of the sun. 20 minutes is not that bad though, I consider it more like an exercise. Plus, I get to listen to worship/praise music in my ipod as I'm walking. It's awkward though how those people driving in the road take a weird glance at me while I was walking on the sidewalk with an umbrella. Oh well, it's summer, the most awaited season of the year. There's only a couple of months of intense warmth in a whole year so everyone is trying to enjoy it, while here I am hiding under the shade of my umbrella. My reason is not only that I'm avoiding to get sun burned, but actually (I think) I have this weird skin condition where tiny brown spots develop in my epidermis whenever I am directly exposed to the sun for a long while (Thus, the use of umbrella is so vital for me).

So yeah, I started working at cvs last week. The first day was tough for me, I messed up my register training pretty much. My manager even felt unsure about me working in the pharmacy soon. But in the following days, she saw my improvement. "You were way better now than your first day, you were so nervous then," those are her exact words. Glory to God.. Now that a week has already passed, I'm getting ready to start working at the pharmacy. "You're gonna miss working here up front," that's my manager's way of saying that she'll gonna miss having me at the front store.

3 days ago, I decided not to bring my own food at work. So I ended buying one of those tastycake pie that we sell at the store. It looked/tasted good at the same time. But guess what, I started feeling funny to my stomach a little later after eating it. So i took some tums to relieve my stomach acid issues. But the funny feeling started to get worse, and for a couple of times I threw up while I was in the middle of ringing the register (good thing the garbage can is just beside me). So yeah, I had to excuse myself in front of the paying customers and then puke at the side. Disgusting yeah, but I really can't help myself. And then for the last time, at the very end of the shift when we we're just done closing the store, I literally vomited my guts out just right by the store post outside. I think a couple of people from across the street waiting for the bus to arrive saw that disgusting view of projectile vomit straight on the post/floor, also a man walking his dog witnessed the whole scenario (It's funny how the dog tried to lick my gooey vomit but then its owner just pulled his leash away. LOL). Anyway, my co-worker just decided to give me a ride home. I tried my best not to puke while inside her car while she hurriedly drove until we reach my stop. And I got home safe and sound.

When I got home at around 10:20pm, I was in intense pain. That kind of feeling when you feel like your insides are trying to eat up the rest of its contents, really that's how painful it was. I tried drinking gatorade but still it didn't alleviate the pain, and I just threw it all up anyway. Finally, I decided to get some help from mom or tito because I felt as if my airway it already being blocked by such a great stomach contraction. I went upstairs and started knocking on their door, they were both sound asleep I assumed so I just went straight inside. I tried to wake up my step-dad and he woke up right away. I told him I'm feeling ill and all the rest of the story that happened earlier. He asked me if I wanted to go to the ER, but I'd decided not to 'coz it's not really that serious. But instead, he just prepared me a hot compress to put on my tummy and cooked me some chicken noodle soup with sky flakes crackers on the side. I eventually felt better afterwards and I was able to sleep finally.. Thank God..

2 days later, I saw my mom finally after like 4 days. She told me she hasn't seen me in a while (Again, her way of saying that she misses me, lol), and asked about how I was feeling. I said, I'm feeling better now. She asked, "so what happened?" I said, "I think it the food that I ate was bad or expired," she said, "did you tell the people from the store?" i said, "uhm, I checked the rest of the pie's expiration date and they're not due yet." Then my brothers butted in "you should sue them!" I love how they always resort to that thought when bad things happen to consumers..

So that was pretty much it. I am blessed with my family so much.. And also thankful to the Lord for the new job that He has given me..