Kota Kinabalu has been experiencing nice cool weather for more than two weeks now (since 3rd day of CNY ie. 9 February 2008). Weather has been less than 30 degrees Celsius and usually the sky is cloudy except for the last two days ie. Friday and Saturday. (Temperature in my bedroom right now is 24 degrees Celsius without the fan or air-conditioner on. The hottest weather I have even seen was 38 degrees Celsius, a difference of 14 degrees Celcius in a room in a tropical country!)
Being inside an air-conditioned room in the office also means that it can be quite freezing.
Sometimes if it was raining before we went out for dinner and if I knew that we would be going to an air-conditioned restaurant, I would wear t-shirt of thicker material or long sleeve blouse/shirt. Some restaurants like for instance Supertanker and Mayflower can be extremely cold.
I used to love winter when I was in Down Under. In fact winter was my favourite season. Usually friends would be curious why I did not feel cold even when I was wearing minimal amount of winter clothings.
But my health has deteriorated since I had asthma in 1997 (I think). How did I get my asthma?
At that time I was working for my uncle-in-law as a computer supervisor for his computer centre in Tg. Malim (the border of Selangor and Perak states of West Malaysia, now called ‘Proton City’ (the place where the plant for making the national car is located)).
Usually on Saturday afternoons after work, I would take a bus from Tg. Malim to Kota Raya in Kuala Lumpur and stayed at cousin Victor Chong’s condominium called Angkasa Impian at the heart of Kuala Lumpur (the Golden Triangle). The condominium is pink in colour and located behind Tong Shin Hospital and near Jalan Alor (a street filled with restaurants and hawkers stalls (food haven of Kuala Lumpur)).
One day I went to Sunway Lagoon with cousin Christopher Chong and one of his friends (her name is Chee Hooi). We went on quite a number of rides at the Dry Park and Water Park, and even went on the ship that rotates 360 degrees called Pirate’s Revenge.
I did not know what happen but after going on the rides, I started to cough non-stop. At that time all I wanted to do was to go back to Angkasa Impian to rest and sleep. My head was spinning like anything as well. I think I told Chris and Chee Hooi they could continue to enjoy themselves while I can catch a taxi back but they insisted to leave with me. I felt like a spoil sport.
The next day I went back to Tg. Malim and that was the start of my endless ‘coughing’ treatment at the private clinics. I went to see so many doctors and all of them said I was having normal cough. I did not go to work for a few weeks because I was coughing like nobody's business and was unable to have normal sleep.
At one time my aunty, cousins and I went into a cake shop to buy some cakes and I did not even know what had happened. I felt dizzy, fainted and dropped on the floor. (I always laughed everytime my aunty reminded me of this ‘puk kai’ (fall) episode. Well, of course I can laugh now but at that time, it was a serious matter).
One day my aunty brought me to a doctor who diagnosed me as having asthma. I was shocked when he told me that. (Incidentally my cousins who were born in Tg. Malim have asthma since they were born) That started the bout of different medicines as compared to normal cough plus the need to use steroid inhaler. The consolation was at least I knew what was wrong with me.
I was able to go back to work after being diagnosed as asthmatic. But I had to carry the steroid inhaler with me everywhere I went. Sometimes the asthma was so bad that my uncle had to bring me to the public hospital located opposite his housing estate on the way home from work after 10p.m. so that the doctor can give me more drugs to inhale in order to improve my condition. Altogether my medical bill must have added to about RM1k and my uncle paid every single cent of it. For that I am truly thankful to him.
As much as I needed to take medicine for my asthmatic condition and to use the steroid inhaler, I also prayed to God to heal me. And God did heal me completely. I have not used the inhaler for more than ten years now. Hallelujah!
I always thank God I do not have asthma anymore. I just get cold easily.
Some of the precautions I take in order not to trigger back asthma are as follows.
1. Take hot showers especially in the morning unless there is no current.
2. Avoid inhaling cigarette smoke.
3. Wear thicker clothing when the weather is cooler.
(But taking the steroids through the steroid inhaler had caused my bones especially my back bone to become brittle. Will blog about this some other day)