Before you start to panic, let me just clarify that I did not get the dreaded virus.
But I was very paranoid of getting Swine-d. In my second week in Hong Kong, I developed a severe (and productive) cough, which lasted for weeks. It caused much inconvenience to my colleagues around me. They were unsure if my cough should be a cause for alarm, or it was just because of the level of pollution here.
Seeing doctor in HK wasn’t of much help. Despite finishing the plethora of medicine prescribed to me, my cough did not recover fully.
And soon it was time for return to Singapore for my birthday party.
I didn’t take any chances on the plane. The mask didn’t contribute to my aesthetic value.
The day before my birthday party, I was trawling all over town running errands. I guess the hard work plus the lack of sleep didn’t agree well with me. Towards the evening, I developed a slight fever.
My fear for H1N1 returned. And I told this to a dear friend. She kept asking me to get it checked out. What if I was indeed Swine-d and infect all my party guests?
So I did exactly that. I went to Mt. Alvernia hospital, and I tweeted my way through the experience. You should read these tweets bottoms up.
My fellow Twitterers complimented me for being socially responsible and doing the right thing. Some commented following my tweets was like following a reality show.
To be honest, all I wanted to do is to make sure the party can go on the next day. I mean, it is not every day a man turn 30, is it?
And oh, my cough has been totally cured. After one dose of medicine from the Singapore doctors.
Really, I don’t want to compare between Hong Kong and Singapore, but this really speaks for itself.