Friday, September 17, 2010


Shocked myself yesterday morning to see hundreds of pox exploded all over my body and face, like a bed of red & pink roses blossoming in the garden. I trembled in the night like the drug addict suffering cold attack. So I went back to the doctor again.

The moment the doctor saw me, he exclaimed, “Beautiful!” (Did he mean I look “beautiful” with chicken pox???) The situation would be much worse if without early treatment.

This morning, ahh… relieved… just a few new pox appeared… YES! The battle was over. It is subsiding! Suddenly I thought of Rumy, because I know it is irresistible for her to pinch all the pox like her favourite bubble wrap!