Sunday morning I decided that I will not give up to this damn sore throat and body ache and fever and cough and cold and all these symptoms that are coincidentally similar to swine flu and will go and see a doctor. So I called up the room service and asked if there was a doctor in hotel or around the hotel. Room service advised me to visit the nearest hospital, Kaiser Permanante. I got out of the bed. Pulled my socks. (Literally) And drove to hospital. I parked my car in the parking lot and…
…and returned to my room. Man they will deport me and thats not enough, I will be infamous
nahiiiiii!!!!!
After some googling I found that I am suffering form bad cold and sore throat. D’oh.
I gargled with hot water with some salt mixed and felt some relief. It works!
Around 4:30PM me and Ankit decided to oblige San Jose down town with our presence. And I drove to San Jose down town. As I expected, San Jose down town wasn’t expecting our presence all the shops were closed. Anyway. We returned around 7PM. I had cooked Dal. Pathetic Dal. Anyway. No one was going to taste and say anything so I quietly had my Dal with bread. It was tough to swallow but it was better than Saturday.