According to my CT scan, I have fatty liver and pancreas. I have one simple renal cyst that didn’t alarm my attending physician but is a wakeup call for me.

I need a lifestyle change.

Since I no longer have a gall bladder, all the fats and oils go straight into my system. I also should stop drinking alcohol even just for social drinking.

I just allowed myself be overwhelmed by stress that I had let my exercise regimen slide into the abyss. Stress helped the accumulation of stomach acids, compounded by my consumption of copious amount of caffeine in the form of tea (hot and cold), and skipping meals.

So I landed in the hospital. Acute gastritis.

My vomiting on Monday last week should have been enough warning for me to take it easy and stay away from caffeine and oily food—and yet I still cooked egg fried rice with tapa 🤦🏻‍♀️

Let it be a lesson for me.

Don’t take my job too seriously. It’s not worth dying for.

I should take care of myself for the sake of my children. Just because I don’t have a partner doesn’t mean I shouldn’t be concerned about how I treat myself.

My stomach still aches maybe due to muscle spasms so I still have to make it more settled. I should keep my soft diet for a week so my system will not be shocked. My proton pump inhibitor is to be taken two weeks to reduce my stomach acids.

This is part of ageing 🤦🏻‍♀️ I’m no longer a sprightly 20-year-old who doesn’t need a long recovery period. How I have abused my body in my youth. 😕

So for tomorrow, I have hired my mom’s driver so I can attend that lunch meeting with one of the country’s top conglomerates. I don’t think I can drive yet.