Last night was hell. 11pm I got gastric. Turned the pc off. No food at home including eggs (the most important food in my house). Since I’m sick I can’t eat wheat-based food, sugar etc. I can’t eat instant noodles too and I’m not really fond of it. All fruits out of stock.

Drank milo without sugar and biscuit. But hell... I can’t even walk properly. Meds won’t work. Opened the fridge and found half apple. Ate it. Ok a bit. Went to the kitchen and think what to cook. I need food. I need rice. Nasi goreng? No. Not without eggs.

I cooked porridge instead. Using rice cooker bcs I don’t want to use the stove. I’m so sick. I lie down and sleep while waiting. Finished everything at 1am. Ate 3 bowls of my plain porridge with keropok and kicap. Felt alive again https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="😭" title="Laut schreiendes Gesicht" aria-label="Emoji: Laut schreiendes Gesicht">

Woke up this morning and mum asked me if I cooked the porridge. I said yes. I didn’t tell her the full story - that I was dying. I know she felt guilty. I don’t mind cooking by myself. I’m able to cook. I worked from home for 1 and half year. I cooked everyday.

Can’t finished this thread. I suddenly feel sad about myself.