
It’s
a feeling that I've endured for almost a month, I think. One time, my husbands’
family (his father and siblings) arrived from Dumaguete. We have to rise early
because it takes 3 hours or more to travel to Manila. There you go, again! I
feel dizzy that my husband told me to cancel the trip. I told him not to do
that. I can go, I'll be okay in a few minutes, I assured him. In my mind, I
know I am not okay and we will go. It’s his moment to meet his family after 10
years of stay here in Greater Manila.
To
tell you, I am neither pregnant nor high blood. A nurse had given me a
medicine. She told me to take it whenever I feel dizzy. I only took one tab and
observed. It has treated me for more than three hours, though. I feel like I'm walking in the air.
I
missed the “tuob” and a nice whole body massage afterwards. Tuob is a Cebuano
word for a person sitting or standing, wrap in a blanket. Underneath a chair,
is a hot pot with boiled leaves. After a few minutes, the lady would tell you
to lay down for the massage. Oohhlala! Another is “buhot”, wherein you're wrapped
in a blanket and left the head part open, so you can take a breath. Then, the
woman would puff a smoke of tobacco (made from dried tobacco leaves) inside the
blanket to warm your joints. This is what I usually do in the province, when I
am not feeling well.
Last
night, I took a bath with warm water. As of now, I feel less dizzy unlike
before. I'm hoping it'll be gone.
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