Piece of me.

Hah! Study break.I am left alone in this week of cynicism and mind numbing migraine. God knows what will happen to me. Another high fever? Choi!!!

Sitting alone on my bed led me into thinking of my high fever I had a few weeks ago which left me stupefied with the doctors around here. Utter disbelief. The last time I visited a doctor was ages ago, I was only 4. The high fever that struck me a few weeks ago which I, at that moment feared the posssibility of contracting dengue led me into seeing the doctor at SJMC. Reaching the hospital, I swore I could have died of exhaustion just trying to locate the emergency ward. After berputar-putar-ing and registering myself, the doctor finally agreed to see me and this was where and when the humiliation happened.

She gave me the thermometer and me, who never had to use a thermometer just sucked the thermometer. The last thing I least expected, she was laughing hilariously at how I was sucking the thermometer. Next, she completely freaked out and treated me as an alien when I confessed I have never consumed Panadol. I'm not asking for much here, but the least she could do was pamper or comfort me a little bit rather than laughing her ass off at the poor sick me.
The pills and stupid humiliating consultation cost me a million.

Upon reaching home, I truly regret in not letting Cheryl push me around in a wheelchair since I have spent a fortune on this stupid doctor visit. Nevertheless, it meant a lot to me when friends took care of the sick me. I was touched. Truly.