A beach convert.

After having gone to one of the most beautiful beaches in the Philippines, I am now a convert from a sandhater to a beachlover. The sand was too smooth and clean and perfect that I almost threw away my beach sandals. I felt the sand on my feet and it was just wonderful. Why did I ever hate the beach in the first place? Now, I want to travel travel travel around the Philippines, see the other beaches, and appreciate the simplicity of just sitting on the beach, enjoying a cold mojito, listening to the waves hit the shore. It was the vacay that I didn't want to end.

80/50

Nurse at Medical City: Ma'm, bp niyo po is 90/60.
Chrissie: Sure ka ate?
Nurse: (retaking the BP) Ay ma'm, 80/50 pala.

And I thought that there would be a dramatic flashing of my life moment. Nope sorry, I guess I'm not going to die just yet. I just had that overwhelming desire to sleep. Like I thought that if I go to sleep, I'll be fine, I'll be better. I didn't want food, nor water, nor Gatorade. I wanted to sleep and all these people around me, didn't want me to go to sleep, they kept me awake and conscious and thankfully, undead.

Yes I'm not dead.

I was amazed at how people can be so generous. Today, I felt it, quite literally. It was nice.