A day before Chinese New Year, I had to land myself with food poisoning, flu and blocked ducts. Not exactly the best combination, I would take it in stride and recognize it as the perfect reason why I should not be overeating this festive season.
I should also count myself lucky that I managed to get a cabbage before the markets were closed for the festival.
I was also lucky to have a good stash of medication at home, thanks to Mr H’s overzealous preparedness.
In any case, this 24 hours might prove to be crucial as to how I would fit in the cheongsam.
Glad my sense of dry humour was still intact despite a dripping wet nose.