If you read the entry below you will find out that I typed to tell you how I got myself in a ward at a hospital.
What I'm going to do now is to tell you a little bit about it.
So, here goes..
I was sleeping and suddenly, I woke up because my tummy hurt very badly.
It was about 10pm.
Well, it must have been so bad because nothing can wake me that hurriedly.
So I sat on the sofa where I used to sleep and began to suffer.
Later, I told Mum about it and she rubbed my tummy with this thing called Vixx.
wakakakakaaaa..and it did get better so I tried to sleep again but
I cant because I started to feel like vomitting.
I dunno but I felt that way lah at that time, nothing else.
I got up on my feet and walk myself towards the toilet.
Kikikikikiii..
barfing,,,
puking,,,
vomitting,,,
Yepp, maybe three times.
or just twice. I didnt count.
I felt good at first but then, I felt so hungry.
I can feel that there was no more food left under my belly.
kikikikiii..
I wanted to eat but I cant seem to say anything or to do anything.
I just sat on the chair at the kitchen with my head on the table,
hair tied up, maybe. I cant remember.
But I do remember that I was wearing a black shirt and a khaki short.
whatever, it will never be that important anyway.
hmm, later Mum dressed up and planned to send me to a clinic for check up.
Unfortunately, there was no clinic left open in the midnight.
It was about 12 something in the morning.
So, my brother drove off to the hospital because Mum told him to do so.
Hospital??? that was in my head.
Mum said that if I was sent to the hospital, the doctor might tell me to stay in the ward for a day or two.
And,
after we arrived to the hospital [about 1:10am],
after they checked my heartbeat and more to be listed,
like Mum had told me earlier, the doctor told me to stay and
I must stay. I cant run.
There was no escape. I was doomed.
Stuck in a hospital with these ladies I dont know and I havent met them before.
For sure lah, because this is the first time ever I got stuck in a place so called W.A.R.D, ward.
It was about 2something in the morning.
Mum entered the room filled with coldness,
I let myself covered with the blanket provided.
It was extremely bright and positively cold!
Maybe it wasnt or maybe it was just me but,
I was right about the brightness of the area. humm..
My eyes are okay, not swollen any longer.
It was swollen last year. Well, not practically the eyes,
it was swollen under my left eye if I am not mistaken.
and it was because a creature stung me after I stared at a friend for too long.
I think so because when I told Mum about my swollen eye,
she asked, 'Did you stare at anyone?' and I didnt remember about the staring incident so I shook my head.
Later at school, when I met that friend. I remembered.
OK, OK.. enough said.
So, after 8 injections I got and,
4 bottles of O2 sinked in my blood,
I was allowed to go home.
That was the most peaceful moment of my life. I think..maybe not!
Hhahhaahahahahaa!
In or Out of the ward, I can still be vain or good like I always do.
Mwahahahahhahahaahahhahaa hahahahaaaha haahaahaaa!
What I'm going to do now is to tell you a little bit about it.
So, here goes..
I was sleeping and suddenly, I woke up because my tummy hurt very badly.
It was about 10pm.
Well, it must have been so bad because nothing can wake me that hurriedly.
So I sat on the sofa where I used to sleep and began to suffer.
Later, I told Mum about it and she rubbed my tummy with this thing called Vixx.
wakakakakaaaa..and it did get better so I tried to sleep again but
I cant because I started to feel like vomitting.
I dunno but I felt that way lah at that time, nothing else.
I got up on my feet and walk myself towards the toilet.
Kikikikikiii..
barfing,,,
puking,,,
vomitting,,,
Yepp, maybe three times.
or just twice. I didnt count.
I felt good at first but then, I felt so hungry.
I can feel that there was no more food left under my belly.
kikikikiii..
I wanted to eat but I cant seem to say anything or to do anything.
I just sat on the chair at the kitchen with my head on the table,
hair tied up, maybe. I cant remember.
But I do remember that I was wearing a black shirt and a khaki short.
whatever, it will never be that important anyway.
hmm, later Mum dressed up and planned to send me to a clinic for check up.
Unfortunately, there was no clinic left open in the midnight.
It was about 12 something in the morning.
So, my brother drove off to the hospital because Mum told him to do so.
Hospital??? that was in my head.
Mum said that if I was sent to the hospital, the doctor might tell me to stay in the ward for a day or two.
And,
after we arrived to the hospital [about 1:10am],
after they checked my heartbeat and more to be listed,
like Mum had told me earlier, the doctor told me to stay and
I must stay. I cant run.
There was no escape. I was doomed.
Stuck in a hospital with these ladies I dont know and I havent met them before.
For sure lah, because this is the first time ever I got stuck in a place so called W.A.R.D, ward.
It was about 2something in the morning.
Mum entered the room filled with coldness,
I let myself covered with the blanket provided.
It was extremely bright and positively cold!
Maybe it wasnt or maybe it was just me but,
I was right about the brightness of the area. humm..
My eyes are okay, not swollen any longer.
It was swollen last year. Well, not practically the eyes,
it was swollen under my left eye if I am not mistaken.
and it was because a creature stung me after I stared at a friend for too long.
I think so because when I told Mum about my swollen eye,
she asked, 'Did you stare at anyone?' and I didnt remember about the staring incident so I shook my head.
Later at school, when I met that friend. I remembered.
OK, OK.. enough said.
So, after 8 injections I got and,
4 bottles of O2 sinked in my blood,
I was allowed to go home.
That was the most peaceful moment of my life. I think..maybe not!
Hhahhaahahahahaa!
In or Out of the ward, I can still be vain or good like I always do.
Mwahahahahhahahaahahhahaa hahahahaaaha haahaahaaa!
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