Last weekend I was in church for our annual OA(Orang Asli) Youth Camp. On the whole, it was really good! Even with the rush of last minute preparations and running around, the organizing committee managed to make the entire camp a successful and enjoyable event!
On Sundaynight which was the Fun-Nite, the OA kids really did have fun. =) I personally felt that it was a good time for them to come out of their cliques and just have plain, unadultrated, mind-blowing F-U-N! ^_^ We had singing from some of the groups, rap and some were even brave enough to put up a sketch for the audience! And I tell you...it is not easy for these shy, quiet kids to even talk loud enough for you to hear their names. =) Praise God for His leading and blessings.
On Fun-Nite we had BBQ for dinner. That was the beginning, the alpha, the genesis of my misery. When I woke up the next day (Monday), I vomited. And I found that it was the dinner from the night before. Throughout the rest of the day, I had bad tummy cramps and I cannot remember how many times I ran to the toilet. By the time I reached home, I only had enough strength to bathe and collapse onto my nice, comfy, soft and super inviting bed. Now when I look back, I didn't even enjoy the outing to the Eye on Malaysia we had on Monday afternoon.
I totally slept Monday away, and into Tuesday. And even though I felt much more alive on Tuesday, a little effort like walking from my room out into the living hall was just too much for me. I kept on making short but sweet.....
yeah rite, who am I kidding? =p Well, short and not sweet at all trips to my poor, abused WC. (Dear WC, I promise, cross my heart and hope to die that I will, at all cost wash and scrub you till you're all clean and sparkly this Saturday!) If I ever write a short story on the autobiography of a WC, I think I sorta know which angle it should be approached from.
But as my title states "reflection"....the final word is, I have forgotten how it is to experience the pain and suffering of being sick and confined to bed. And now I would want to praise our ever loving, merciful and forgiving Father in heaven, for giving me the strength to recover, for my loving family members who worried and cared for me, for my darling fiance who also worried as much if not more than my family and for dear friends who still remembered me when I felt as though I was dead and 6feet down under, sleeping in the damp, soft and moist earth. Thank you, Father for everything and especially the life that I have everyday which I tend to take for granted. Amen! ^_^
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I was really worried when I found out you had food poisoning. Anyhow, thank God you recovered fairly quickly ^_^ and you're on your feet again!
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