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Monday, April 17, 2006 4:38 PM ;||*the battle isn't over*|| okay, im so not in the mood for everything today but i will still update for my dearest dearest (dearest!!) reader. now, please smile for me. the parents forced me to consult the doctor after they saw how bad the wound on my left foot was. yes, it's becoming worst. and im freaking out real bad cause the pain was excruciating, unbearable, agonizing and whatever you wish to call it. due to that, i couldn't get my 8hours of peaceful sleep. irritating. i woke up in the middle of the night to give my wound a new dressing before i finally fall asleep again. mom woke me up at 9 in the morning and forced me to go to polyclinic. omg, that early?? but you know me, i only woke up 30minutes later. took a bathe, touch-up here and there, grabbed some 'jemput-jemput' and then limped my way to the bustop, which was 3 blocks away. darn! i took 15mins to walk there, when i used to take only 5mins. as usual, mom was complaining about the fact that i walked too slow. tsk! dear mom, your second daughter here is fighting with the pain, yet you want her to walk faster? took 39 and everyone was practically staring at my self-bandaged foot. fine, it's either they never see a bandaged-foot girl board a bus before or they're just too KPO. haha. i hate to wait in the polyclinic. mum, we should just go to our private family doctor, you know. urgh. over at the registration, i had to wait for an hour. to consult the doctor, i had to wait for another 45mins. and after the consultation, i had to wait for another 10mins before the nurse can do the dressing for me. let's sidetrack a bit. i swear, dear reader, i felt like kicking the nurse's face for handling the wound roughly. for goat's sake, dap the wound with a moist cotton wool, not wipe the wound. i screamed in pain, tears started to roll down my cheek and i tried my very best to endure the pain, but the nurse was too arrogant. "sayang, it will be painful if you apply cream to a wound. can you bear with the pain for awhile?" "i know. but can you please handle it with more care? don't go so rough la." and then i started to scream again. damn u! since young, i have a phobia with doctors, nurses and even the dentists. and i've yet to overcome that phobia, okay. but after today's visit to the polyclinic, i guess i'll just save my energy about wanting to overcome that phobia. sigh. so anyway, mom wasn't in the room with me when i had my dressing done. if only mom was there with me, i guess she would gang up with me and beat that nurse to the pulp. hahahaaa. while i had my dressing done, mum went to Level1 to collect the prescribed medicine and cream. easier said, i had to walk all by myself to the lift, which was meters and meters away, and made my own way to Level1. lucky me, the pakcik was kind enough to lead me to the lift and hold the lift door for me. thank you very much. everyone was staring at me (and my foot ofcourse) and maybe, the way i limped my way. i wonder what they're thinking. haha. i couldn't bear the pain so we cabbed home. lied on the couch for half an hour before i ate my nasi ayam from Pasir Ris Central, my all-time favourite. they do sell nice nasi ayam, if you're wondering la. now im stress. wondering. pondering. thinking. brooding. how the hell am i supposed to go out for the next few days?? im NOT, i'll repeat, NOT and NEVER going to stay at home for one pathetic week thanks to this..  school will be reopen next week, so please please please let me enjoy some time with panata, preetyboy and nas-sae before the school stress haunt me again. oh, please! That's It For Today. Goodbye.
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