The chickenpox blisters have all dried up. Some of the scabs have even fallen off. There are three or four very visible scars on my face, mostly on the right cheek. The scabs came off prematurely while I was cleansing my face. I am not too bothered by it. I already have acne scars from my teenage years. A few more will not make it any worse.
The worst phase of the chickenpox infection was during the first few days when I had fever and lost my appetite. Wuan applied aleo vera gel on the lesions which were painful at times. That was refreshing although I had problems washing it off as it became slimy on contact with water. I took Panadols sparingly just to tide me through the feverish episodes. I took one dose of Loratadine which did not help in reducing the itch at all. It did take much to restrain myself from scratching the itch. I have gone through worse due to my renal failure.
For the past two weeks, Wuan has been buying coconut water for me to drink. It is believed that coconut water can reduce the heatiness in the body caused by the infection. If nothing else, it was a refreshing change from the plain water that I have been drinking. I have to stop taking it now that I have recovered. Coconut water is rich in potassium which is not good for my failing kidneys.
My food is even blander than usual. I have not had a taste of soya sauce since the infection. Soya sauce is believed to cause the scars to turn darker. In fact, I have not had a good meal since with all those taboos and whatnots except last Sunday when my resistance for good food was at it lowest. Out went all the chickenpox pantang-larang which saw the most filling meal I have had for two weeks at Italiannies in The Curve.
This was an infection that was waiting to happen for the past 43 years of my life, not to say that I was looking forward to it. Fortunately for me and everyone else, this only happens once in each of our lifetime. Now that it has come to pass, I can add another notch to the imaginary walking stick of my journey through life.