It was last Wednesday when I came home feeling weak and exhausted. It was very unlikely as I go for my run in the morning and it gives me enough energy to last through the day. I thought it was cough and ignored it. The next day was even tougher when I had to take medicine to go to the office. By 5 pm I started shivering likes a dry leave and was not able to hold myself together. It was coming sure to me that it was Malaraia. How would I ride my bike to reach home with a pillion in the rush evening hours? It kept my mind occupied and I carried on with my derivable of the day. It was almost 8 PM when I left office with my friend remembering dear god to help me drive home.
It wasn't easy and by the time I reached the doctor in my area, my fingers went numb and was shivering like crazy. Report next day confirming it was Malaraia accompanied with of all things Chicken Pox. Yes! Both together. Doctor was also amused and sounded a bit challenged to tackle this rare company of diseases. Today is the eighth day since this happened I still am recovering, Malaraia subsided but this pox still has its presence on me as I am writing this. Did I say it makes me look horrible?
The biggest challenge has been to let others specially Ridhima not get contaminated by this contagious disease. I have just been able to play with her from afar and has not touched her since last Wednesday, the longest time since she has been here in Mumbai.
Ridhima, I have no clue from where, has been learning new tricks to tease her mom and her grand parents. She now only reacts and does things when she likes. She knows how to scream to call who and how to make people get scared of her screams. She licks everything she tries her hands on but the moment one wants to feed her anything she would just zip her tiny little mouth to give one a tough time. She was fallen down from the bed for the first time a couple of days ago and we now need to guard her every move. Moving from one corner of the bed to another corner is done in flat five seconds making our lives difficult.
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