:: recuperating ::

Dearest friends, thank you for your concern.
Kak Ila, don't worry. Someone had taken over your place as my personal nagger.
This time the male Virgo version.
Janna, yes I am trying to take care of myself. (A secret oath for someone who don't really gave a hoot about her health and well-being)
Maria, I still want to take crappy pictures with you. No doubt about it.
Karmila, I am surviving. Hee.

Needless to say, I plucked up my courage to visit the Doctor.
A dreadful experience for someone who flinched at the mere sight of needles, X-Ray machines and the smell of medicine.
They put me through the ECG test.
Apparently my results interpretation was Abnormal ECG.
However, the Doctor explained that it could have been caused by my sudden movements while the test was conducted.
She claimed that the pain could have been caused by muscle spasms.
I asked if stress had got to do with it, apparently it was indeed a major contributing factor to such attacks.
And the usual, 'if the pain persists for the next five days, I suggest you seek a specialist'.
Truth be told, the pain attacks as an when it feels like it.
I can't over-exert though I feel like experimenting 'the condition of my chest' on the treadmill tomorrow.
If I am short of breath after a ten-minute run, that will be a warning sign that the chest (or maybe the heart) needs serious attention.

It was coincidental that my beloved cousin is going through the same thing.
But I'm feeling much better now.
I guess my body is telling me to rest. Hoho.