It was in 1992/3. I could still recall how bad I felt when I was diagnosed with Dengue fever. I didn’t even realize it until I traveled to Miri staying with a college friend. I was already having on and off fever a week ago in west Malaysia. But didn’t really border thinking it was just a normal fever. But my conditions worsen after returning from Brunei. I had headache, bone, joint, muscle ached, nausea and vomiting. I felt cold and hot within minutes. Finally I was admitted to the Miri hospital. I was placed in the first bed right after the entrance. My face looked blurring and suffered according to my ex’s sister’s friend. The nurses took my blood for testing every morning and evening during my 4-day stayed before I was transferred back to KL. I had a tube poked into my hand. I drank lots of fluids and frequented the toilet. Doctors examined my body; I think I looked like a hurt and worried sick monkey. My friend’s mother was upset over the fogging and that their house got Aedes mos