I sur­vived my bout with Durian, but the next day we were back at the hos­pi­tal — Chan’s ver­tigo became pro­gres­sively worse after our arrival in Kuch­ing.  We went through the, now, usual ques­tions and rou­tine with the doc­tor and explained that this had hap­pened once before exactly a month ago.  Kuch­ing is at sea level and the only change in alti­tude was dur­ing the flight over.  Seem­ingly a casual ques­tion, the Doc asks “Air Asia?”, “Yep, that’s right.”, “The land­ing was some­what fast?”, “Um, yeah…”  The land­ing was so fast that we touched down before the “Cabin crew, please take your seats for land­ing” announce­ment.  So told, as a cost sav­ings mea­sure, Air Asia speeds up the land­ing process as it reduces fuel con­sump­tion.  The Doc had a good laugh.

As this wasn’t the only flight we’ve taken since last month, we asked if there could be any cor­re­la­tion with Chan’s men­strual cycle.  The Doc didn’t see one, but men­tioned that with all the hor­monal changes (fir­ing a fra­ter­nal wink and nudge my way) that any­thing was pos­si­ble but still felt that it was unlikely.

We picked up the 4 new pre­scrip­tions, called a cab and were on our way.  One of the meds was the same as last time (that was our request), 2 of them were anti­his­t­a­mines (OK, makes sense).  The last one, the one that the Doc listed poten­tial side effects as mild seizures and lock jaw — and pro­ceeded with his best MJ Thriller, that’s not a joke — is an anti-psychotic typ­i­cally pre­scribed as a treat­ment for schiz­o­phre­nia.  Wink wink, nudge nudge.

In the wait­ing room: Pat Sajak and Vanna White, Malay style. 80 Malaysian Ring­gits is about $23 USD.