Three's A Crowd

It comes in threes... that was what I remembered Ellen from Coffee Granules commented in one of my posts about the superstitious bad luck.

Well, for us it did come in threes, but all three of us simultaneously had a horrible night last night.

Towards the evening, I was already feeling that I was going down with flu. My body was already aching and clear water was actually dripping out of my nose! My chest was feeling tight and sometimes burning. I knew I had to take medical leave on Monday. Oh man!

I retired to bed earlier than Wifey after waiting for her to come back from the shop at about 11:00pm. She had her late supper and retired later.

With a Vicks Inhaler stuck in one of my nostril and intermittent coughing that kept me waking-up from time to time for the whole night, Wifey woke me up at 2:44am this morning, apparently wheezing and her back arched forward as she tried to control the pain.

She could not breathe properly. She was having an asthma attack... a nasty one too, something she had not gotten for over 10 years! Oh dear!

I grabbed her Salbutanol medication from the kitchen. She took it immediately. While I sat on the bed and messaging her back to give her some ease, along came our son to me... wheezing too! Oh my God!

Here I am, dripping from the nose, 2 tissue papers rolled-up and stuffed into my nostrils, messaging Wifey, and our son had his asthma attack too. What more?

Though mild, his wheezing had him difficult to breathe too. It kept him awake. So, to the kitchen I went again and gave him his dose of liquid Salbutanol. Oh boy!

2 is company, 3 is a crowd!

All 3 of us were still awake at 5:15am in the wee hours of Monday morning!

Wifey gave the worst scare. After more than 20 minutes, her symptom did not seem to subside. I was already certain to send her to Changi Hospital A&E clinic that very moment, but she persuaded me to give the medication some time to take effect.

It did its job. She finally was relieved from the tightness feeling and was able to breathe normally again. Phew!

When the scare was over, we went back to bed... trying to get whatever sleep we could.

I woke-up at 6:00am automatically like clockwork everyday. I felt like crap! My head was throbbing, my joints were aching and yes, my nose was still dripping water.

Woke our son to bathe and get ready for school. He was his normal self, not looking tired. That was good. Made him his hot cup of Milo and some biscuits before he catching the bus at 7:00am.


I could not get to sleep anymore, so I read the morning papers until Wifey woke up at about 8:00am. Got myself ready and went to our family doctor when it opened at 8:30am. I was administered with Phenexpect CD cough syrup, Febricol For my flu and fever and lozenges

Wifey and I were trying to figure out what happened to each one of us...

I could not figure out how I caught the flu bug as I did not go out to any crowded places.

Wifey could not figure out her attack either, though she suspected she drank a cold Sour Sop drink before she came back.

Our son... well, we know he finished off the carrot juice that was in the fridge after dinner without us knowing. I only saw the empty plastic bottle near the rubbish can.

Lunch was at Giant after I came-to from the morning dosage. Wifey bought her Salbutanol pills at the pharmacy. I left for home to whimper and go back to sleep while she left for the shop. Tough lady.

I have to sleep early tonight, from how I am feeling, I do not think a day is sufficient enough rest for me because I still feel like crap.