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God
knows I hate drugs! I hate them with passion. However I have to take
some, now, on prescription. I have been having these funny symptoms and I
would not want to endure them again, so I have to bring myself to take
the administered drugs.
I remember as a child how it could take me
an hour (I am not exaggerating) to finish a set of drugs for malaria. At
times, I would have to be scolded or threatened
with cane before taking them, while occasionally I would find a way to
throw the drugs away. At a time, mummy came up with a method of putting
the drugs inside balls of eba/amala and eating it with soup, just to
make the 'Herculean' task easier for us. What I hate most about drugs is
the smell and how they refuse to leave your throat at times even when
you take ten cups of water.
I can imagine how terrible it is for
people whose lives depend on drugs. If me that take them only once in a
blue moon detest them so, what should those people do? So, I have
discovered another reason to be thankful to God. It is one of the big
blessings of God that we take for granted-- the fact that we do not have
to take drugs everyday because of one terminal/terrible
disease/sickness.
I have also not been able to drink ordinary water,
because I do not feel like it and I was also afraid that I might throw
up if I take it. Thus, I rather take hot water or hot tea instead of
normal water. Now on a good day, if I am not indisposed, I drink water
without stress, I do not have to think twice to take it. This is another
reason to be grateful to God-- the fact that I can drink water easily
and naturally.
In short, I have been reminded during these two days
that health is wealth. We do not usually appreciate our health until
when we fall sick and we see the difference. You may not value ease with
which you excrete until you have a difficulty in doing so. I have
re-learnt that there are so many things to thank God for, if only I will
think deep.
............................................................
God
knows I hate drugs! I hate them with passion. However I have to take
some, now, on prescription. I have been having these funny symptoms and I
would not want to endure them again, so I have to bring myself to take
the administered drugs. I remember as a child how it could take me an hour (I am not exaggerating) to finish a set of drugs for malaria. At times, I would have to be scolded or threatened with cane before taking them, while occasionally I would find a way to throw the drugs away. At a time, mummy came up with a method of putting the drugs inside balls of eba/amala and eating it with soup, just to make the 'Herculean' task easier for us. What I hate most about drugs is the smell and how they refuse to leave your throat at times even when you take ten cups of water.
I can imagine how terrible it is for people whose lives depend on drugs. If me that take them only once in a blue moon detest them so, what should those people do? So, I have discovered another reason to be thankful to God. It is one of the big blessings of God that we take for granted-- the fact that we do not have to take drugs everyday because of one terminal/terrible disease/sickness.
I have also not been able to drink ordinary water, because I do not feel like it and I was also afraid that I might throw up if I take it. Thus, I rather take hot water or hot tea instead of normal water. Now on a good day, if I am not indisposed, I drink water without stress, I do not have to think twice to take it. This is another reason to be grateful to God-- the fact that I can drink water easily and naturally.
In short, I have been reminded during these two days that health is wealth. We do not usually appreciate our health until when we fall sick and we see the difference. You may not value ease with which you excrete until you have a difficulty in doing so. I have re-learnt that there are so many things to thank God for, if only I will think deep.
