YuviSense: Codin Kid

[Note: Personal Rant ahead. Seriously personal. So personal that the FBI/CBI want access to it. If you are from either organization, you immediately owe me $50,000 to buy me a trip to MIX’07]

If you are one of the very good 194 people who care about me, then you might have noticed the lack of posts from me for the past few days. Also, I might not have been available via IM as I used to be.

So, first, Sorry.

Next, this is because, I am Sick. Very Sick infact. Been having Fever for 3 days now. My days went like this: Fever -> Very Cold -> Fever. Repeat that some 25 times.

When I got to my last Very Cold state, I started searching online for the probably cause of this. [Warning:IANAD(Means I Am Not A Doctor, folks)]

I found Malaria. Reading the Symptoms section made me cringe, because it was a bit confusing at first, then a little bit more confusing, and finally, all hell broke loose when they said that the “survival rate of severe malaria is 20%”

I was wondering what to write in my will. Then I guessed that I’ll just post the will and have some kind lawyer around enforce it. Blogosphereukku oru ‘O’ podungo! (If you din’t understand that, it was in my native language, Tamil, and meant the same as “Hip Hip Hurray!”)

As I was about to collapse on myself, my Dad arrived with the blood report saying that I was not suffering from any *known* disease, which consisted entirely of Typhoid, Malaria, Jaundice and Dengu. Yeah, Freak! Atleast, that calmed me down a bit in that I don’t have a chance of 20% of survival.

Because, a 20% survival rate means an 80% death rate. Read that again. An 80% death rate. I was almost totally crashed(crashed as in a BSOD sortof way, not as in a “Crashed on the Couch” way).

I knew that only a very small percentage of Malarias turn out to be Severe. But, it was a percentage none the least. And, when looking towards death, the Intellectual centers of the brain cease to function.

I felt that happen, when my aunt died. I was like, speechless, wordless, not even worrying about my looming Chemistry exam. She was sane. Sane as in, being able to think on her feet. Sane as in, if  I were to choose advice(which is free and non-taxable here), I’d certainly choose her’s. Really.

But I got over it, after a few days of sleeping.

But, I know one person who might not be able to: My cousin Sudar. Because, she was his Mom.

I don’t know how it’ll feel to lose a Mom, and I certainly wish I were dead before that ever happened to me. I can’t even say what it feels to be like, because I don’t know, and don’t want to know.

Also, Sudar has done more to develop me as a Geek than anyone else, maybe except my Dad.

What should I say? I don’t know what to say, so I just shut up. If you have anything better to say, head over to his blog and say it to him. Now.

P.S. Some parts of this post might seem to not get across the point, which isn’t the point, since I didn’t have a point for this post except telling it out to someone. So, since that point is taken care, I got to the point, right?]

P.P.S. Also, if I offended anyone in this post, please forgive me and flame me, since I’m just:

1. Delerious (Is that correct?(I am sure to get a comment for this one!))
2. Running a 103F temperature, which is slightly lower than room temperature here
3. But feeling so cold that an Arctic Underwater ride with an angry Polar Bear might be less cold
4. Stupid

So, if you made it through this far, thanks.

[Dead]