Down And Out

Yeah, it's been one of those months again, where time just flies by with work (and apparent lazyness to turn on the computer over the weekend) to post something here. These are very critical times for my ongoing projects, and everything has to be in place by March. And that's not talking about all my other projects bubbling under...
When you're busy with work (and busy forgetting about work on the weekends) you tend to take a lot of things for granted; including health. I eat regulary (of course I do!) but do not maintain a balanced proportion of what is supposedly good for the body; plus apparently I don't get enough rest daily, thus lowering my immune system capabilities.

So now, I'm down and out.

God has seemingly just brought this upon me, nothing so bad as to have to go to the hospital, but bad enough that I cannot go to work. Saski says the fevers, other than the unbalanced diet, may be due to stress; I tend to agree because someone said that Jakartans live a life so full of stress, they are not aware of it anymore until it snaps. It certainly is a stress-laced city; all those motorcycles I swear at on the road (another sign of stress, actually) are driven by stressed-out people, cutting corners, jumping sidewalks, cutting in lanes and going against any perceived law or manner of road, just to get wherever they are going quicker. The illusion of victory against all odds (going faster than anyone else, breaking traffic laws) rewards a lot of us with a sense of false accomplishment, all on a subconcious level, to counteract the high stress levels we also endure daily. Hell, maybe even not traffic laws; if you catch yourself doing any small act of stepping on someone else, you may be a nutcase with all that subconcious stress.

The same subconcious stress made me almost helpless; between high fevers, headaches, a cough and a runny nose, life has told me to just stop everything and rest. Get everything in your head in order. Make sure you're aware of all that subconcious stress; doing nothing can make it surface for identification (it apparently did: on my first night with high fevers, I was still yammering about work).

My body may be sick, but I think my brain is taking a well-deserved holiday from daily life, so I can go back and mend myself. Let's just make sure the medicine is right; if I get high fevers again tonight, I may have to get a blood test or something.

Meanwhile... after catching up with my blog, I think I should go catch up on my DVDs...