Until now (October 26) since Tuesday, October 21, 2008, I am still suffering from a very common illness, bronchitis. Yes, it is bronchitis from the following symptoms that I obtained from the internet:
- Chest pain
- Coughing up yellow sputum
That Tuesday, I was giving a talk to a group of people from RISDA for their PTK3 (44) course which was held at the Pearl International Hotel at Jalan Kelang Lama. This is not a hotel you'd like to stay in. It's not even a 3-star, I think. The air quality in this hotel was far from good. I guess this is the place where I contacted the virus or bacteria. The picture below was taken with my Nikon D80 from my room at the 16th floor. Hazy day, indeed.
My son Abdul Hadi was accompanying me since he said he has nothing much to do at school (he’s waiting for the UPSR result). In short, I allowed him to follow me and at the same time play truant for two days. What a father!
At 8.30 am, I delivered a four-hour talk on communication skills. Honestly, I think they liked it. Well! At least two of them approached me and told me honestly that the talk was very inspiring and entertaining. Well! May be they just wanted to cheer me up!
It was after the talk that I realized that I was going to be ill. I was coughing and I had fever. But still I had to go to Ipoh that very same day for another session of a talk for Wilayah Persekutuan Secondary School Senior Assistants at 8.30 pm.
When we arrived at the Heritage Hotel at 5.30 pm, I was already feeling sick. The coughing got worse. My body temperature was fluctuating and I got the worst nightmare: my voice was faint and diminishing.
So, at 8.30 pm, I delivered like a real sick man. The audience was not paying attention to my talk. They were focusing on my fatigue and voicelessness. I know that was stressful for them.
The next day, Wednesday, October 22, 2008, was the worst delivery day in my life. I couldn’t concentrate on the issues I was saying. Instead, I focused too much on my fatigue and aching body. The audience didn’t like the delivery but they were sympathetic enough not to let me know (Trust me, I know).
The picture (right) was taken from my room on the 10th floor of the Heritage Hotel. It's overlooking the race course. You know, the place where people place their bets on their chosen horse. Believed to be the fastest and the most reliable to make them richer. Some people just have no sense of religion!
I think this hotel is a new venue of the former Heritage Hotel. If I'm not mistaken, the hotel was initially located at a different location in the city. I remember the hotel was formerly very disgusting. When I was a guest a few years ago, the towel provided has a large hole at the center. Imagine how it would look like when draped on me. Now the hotel is comfortable and the towels are new and holey less. Bravo Heritage!