Falling Sick as an Adult

Maybe one of the hardest things to get used to as an adult is falling sick. I think my first real taste of this was in army, when I was deployed to Tekong. I had quite a bit of freedom, which meant falling sick was totally on my own care. If I needed to eat food, I could ask a friend for help but most of them had their own things to do. I moved around and ate whatever I wanted for food.

I clearly remembered having kaya toast and eggs, with coffee too. And the most interesting part was no one would be there to chase me for anything.

Now, at least Clarice will leave things for me, or help me out at different times. But throughout the day, I could eat McDonalds for recovery and no one could stop me. I don’t though. I learnt to eat warm and soupy meals to help my stomach fill, or basically foods that make it easier to chew and swallow.

Just a disclaimer: after army, and before I got married, my parents would take care of me too, but it was different to when I got married. Like if they found out I was sick and I still had McDonalds, it would not have been a good ending.

But basically, falling sick as an adult is quite a lonely process. Until you get to the point where you can claim your insurances, because you’d lack certain daily abilities by then. Sad, but unfortunately very realistic.