Woke up with a high fever of 104 degrees early Friday morning.  I whatsapped my family group and my brother downstairs was the first to pick up and soon drove me to the hospital.  There was a stream of panicky messages among my siblings in the group all the while my parents were still sleeping. 

Waited for more than half an hour and it took less than 10min for the doctor to diagnose that I got a common cold.  I was signed a 2-day sick leave note (which wasn’t of much relevance for a self-employed), took a shot, and paid and picked up a full bag of medicine before heading home.

My mom exploded after waking up and knowing what happened.  I was scolded for not taking off-the-shelf medicine the night before as she recommended and not waking them up in the morning.  It’s bad enough to be sick, it’s worse when you’re constantly being blamed and annoyed while being sick and needed peace and quiet. 

After 2 days of staying home, and despite not fully recovered, I decided to come back to my studio on a Sunday for some desperately needed peace and quiet away from my mother!  I can’t be more grateful for being entrusted with this creative space!