I have a cold which I believe I brought upon myself, jogging on a drizzly Monday morning. Yup, on the day of the elections. I finished up my run at around 6:15 as was my habit, and by that time the sun was already shining. The following day I felt the telltale symptoms of the onslaught of a cold: irritable throat, a sniffle here and there. That night I took a double dose of Vitamin C. By Wednesday I had no doubt I'm in for something icky, and was glad the office advised all of us to work from home. Something was up, but this isn't the place for me to tell you about it. ;) Wednesday night I had to attend a meeting for an upcoming conference, and though I was starting to feel really awful, I still went to UP (I deserve an award or something). After the meeting I got myself an orange shake (it's cold, and I shouldn't have, but it tasted good and felt nice on my throat), then another double dose of Vit C when I got home. By Thursday I was coughing up green monsters (ew, sorry). I forgot to bring a hanky (gasp!) to work, and I used up all of my tissue for my sniffles. I might also have finished off half a gallon of the office's water. More Vit C at home.
Today is Friday, and I really want to get well for the weekend. Saturday is the International Museum Day--museums open their doors to the public for free! I've got my sights set on the Ayala Museum. I miss the dioramas and I'd like to see the boats! It's been a while since I last went to the Ayala Museum for the permanent exhibits, and not the art. I remember my dad asking me on one of my birthdays what I wanted to do: go to Greenhills or the Ayala Museum? I had no idea what the Ayala Museum had, but that's the one I chose. I must have been 8 or 9. I also remember my dad reading information on the dioramas from a brochure. Good times. Yes, I was the kid who liked going to museums. I'm pretty much still that kid, and this is why I must get well now! True, I can go to the Ayala Museum some other time, but there's really something special about going there on International Museum Day. It makes me feel like a part of the museum-going people of the whole wide world.
Then on Sunday, I'll be attending the Filipinas Stamp Collectors' Club's Royal Postal Heritage Tour again, this time with some of my officemates. It's a long walk, and I hope I don't cough up both my lungs or collapse in the middle of the tour. Oh well. Wish me luck!
Today is Friday, and I really want to get well for the weekend. Saturday is the International Museum Day--museums open their doors to the public for free! I've got my sights set on the Ayala Museum. I miss the dioramas and I'd like to see the boats! It's been a while since I last went to the Ayala Museum for the permanent exhibits, and not the art. I remember my dad asking me on one of my birthdays what I wanted to do: go to Greenhills or the Ayala Museum? I had no idea what the Ayala Museum had, but that's the one I chose. I must have been 8 or 9. I also remember my dad reading information on the dioramas from a brochure. Good times. Yes, I was the kid who liked going to museums. I'm pretty much still that kid, and this is why I must get well now! True, I can go to the Ayala Museum some other time, but there's really something special about going there on International Museum Day. It makes me feel like a part of the museum-going people of the whole wide world.
Then on Sunday, I'll be attending the Filipinas Stamp Collectors' Club's Royal Postal Heritage Tour again, this time with some of my officemates. It's a long walk, and I hope I don't cough up both my lungs or collapse in the middle of the tour. Oh well. Wish me luck!