Somebody Call 999

IT WAS EXCRUCIATING.

I could barely get myself out of bed today. Trapped in a fetal position, my body was like a soaked sponge. I was shivering, covered in cold sweat despite having myself wrapped around a thick blanket.

It was at this time of misery, in all modesty, I prayed. I prayed so hard  to pass out. Seriously. Someone just punch me already.

My menstrual cycles were definitely planning the next World War while on an endless Disneyland vacation this month. The pain from the abdominal cramps were phenomenally insane. With the all-you-can-ride-for- free-roller-coaster crap going around in my tummy, I was almost ready to perform an open heart surgery on myself just to draw the pain away. Well, almost.

Instead, I was busy visualizing on the paperwork for adoption. If this is PMS, think child birth. And if only Raja was a hand distance away from me I’d grab him, strangle him lifeless, and stomp him on the ground just for the possibility of me going through child labor. But I was in a lot of pain so I wasn’t really in the fittest position to kill someone. Maybe later.

Nevertheless, it made me see the side of Raja that I’ve never seen before. His concerned, clueless side that it. It was crazy, he asked me a million questions when I was clearly half dead on the bed. Where are the medicines? Do you wanna go see a doctor? Do you wanna eat something? What should I do? I could barely nod and shake my head before asking him to just leave me alone.

But he didn’t.

Instead, he switched on his wife-rescuing mode. The next thing I knew, I was swallowing a packet of Chi Kit Teck Aun pills, sipping on nice warm tea, laying in a hot tub filled with bubbles, and resting my head against a towel folded pillow. Ok, maybe I will have that baby with him after all.

But seriously, it worked. Not the baby thingy silly, the whole abdominal pain-free thingy. It’s good to know that he didn’t bail on me when I told him to. Although, he did keep a safe distance from me the entire time. Perhaps my fangs and claws had something to do with it. Then again, maybe it was just my imagination.

Because I couldn’t take a picture of me in the tub for obvious reasons, here’s a sneak on what’s coming out soon.