So now that
you’re reading my blog I am obliged to tell you what has happened these past
few unforgettable days to Captain Lois Jovi. Ugh. So, April fool’s day came and
everything is so flowing nicely, my youngest sister had her Chicken pox since
March 19 and by April 1 her scabs are eventually falling off by themselves
unnoticeably. But if you wanna know how my sister got that chicken pox of hers,
it is because a parent or two allowed or let’s just say forced their children
to go to school even though their kids are on the 3rd or 4th
day of chicken pox on which is too obvious and scary. And the teacher or even
the guards allowed those poor kids to enter the school premises despite of
their condition. Those days from March 19 to April 1, we have been preventing
the spread of chicken pox in our home because my sisters and I have never been
infected by varicella zoster virus (VZV) AND I was too
afraid to be infected because people say once you get infected be ready to see
holes on your body especially on your FACE!. Oh dear God!
So April 2 came
and my Twin sister saw tiny water sacs on her tummy, transparent or maybe the
same color as her skin. We were shocked because we were so careful but life is
just so unfair so yeah. My twin sister was not that angry or sad, actually
she’s so kind or what do you call this, uuhm, so understanding that she
accepted the truth that she’s gonna have chicken pox. On that day I also saw
tiny water sacs on my face near my eyes and eyebrows, and there it is I’m now
also infected. On that day Alex (my twin) and I felt weak and we had headaches
and flu. So we rested and rested, the next day everything got worse, my
headache, flu and the water bubbles they got bigger and more grew on different
parts of our body. Also my eldest sister got infected too because the virus is
now x2. So the first few days of our Chicken pox we were quiet, oh no, of
course not we were quiet in a way that we don’t talk or sing or argue anymore,
but we were noisy in a way that we kept on complaining and whining about our
chicken pox, we kept on asking the same question to our mom, whom is a nurse
and whom already got chicken pox before. Questions like, ”How long will this
take?”, “When am I gonna get better?”, “Am I gonna survive this?”, “Am I still
beautiful?” lol, “Do you still love us?” and lots more LOL. The feeling physically
was so itchy, gross and hot. I just wanted to scratch my whole body but my mom
kept on reminding us that once you popped a sac with the fluid, and touched it without
washing your hands after or pour an alcohol and touched anywhere on your body the
fluid will make more circle thingy with water, and we’ll feel worse. We all
thought that what we had was a curse or something and right now that I’m
totally chicken pox free, I really can’t imagine how the hell I survived it,
the itch, the fact that I’ll have tiny craters on my face (which I never had
before even a single one), the fear of accidentally popping the water sacs and
spreading it more, sleepless nights and inactive days. Ugh. My sister’s and I
just kept on thinking that we’ll never have this again in our entire lives, as
far as I know once you get infected by the varicella zoster virus (VZV), you’ll be immune
to it and will never have it :D unless
you or your immune system are that weak, sorry.
In my mid chicken
pox days I realised that God must have given us this condition because we have
to find time together which we only have at dinner. My sisters and I are very
close to each other but these past few months we were so busy and exhausted every
day that we don’t chat and bond anymore, we also have developed little
misunderstanding which was normal with sisters. In the middle of our chicken
pox days we just laughed with each other, tell weird stuffs, and talk about
past experiences, Share feelings physically and emotionally, ask advices, and enjoyed
the company of each other. Also, I thought Chicken pox gave us a break from the
very busy and frustrating lifestyle we had. Now having these few craters on my
body, I’m proud to say that I survived Chicken pox ahahha, and I think it’s not
a curse at all, I think it’s an experience to also share to my future kids like
how my mom patiently supported and understood how we feel with ourselves.
Everything has a reason, like my twin always say; at least we had this while we
were still quite young, because I’ve heard stories that if you’ll have chicken
pox when you are already an adult, it is so bad that you can be confined in a
hospital, and it’ll be super many that it’ll look like a real curse LOL.