Friday, May 11, 2007 | 9:59 PM | 0 Comments

Today.. had a bad bad day… bad in the sense, painful.

It all began with the chilly morning. I got up, stood outside the bathroom door for twenty mins, waiting patiently & sleepy-ly for my 23 yr old brother to finish doing wadever mysterious thing he was doing in ther. Then, after washing my hair thoroughly – to get rid of all the plasticine and alien putty my 17 yr old cat had kindly put in it while I was aslp – I headed to school, memorizing my French. (last min as usual but I noe my work well. I got a interest in French. So to me, it isn’t last min *looks at Chen Chen and sticks out her tongue*)
Ok I’ll admit im not normally that happy on my way to school, it is school aft all. I had smth dancing in my mind tis morning, smth tt made not just my day, the appointment I’ve tis afternoon in KK hospital.

Smth tt I dowan, really dowan to go and find out wad was wrong with me.. truth hurts ah..
Reached school 15 mins late. Actually I love the traffic during wet weather. U noe why? Den’s wen the bus n cars n everyone will move slowly.. really slowly.. its like a extra time-out. Perhaps for 5 mins or so. Those who have test wld be really revising. Those who were slpy, got the opportunity to slp abit more. and the driver, is so used to the traffic tt he doesn’t complain. He loves to drag as much as the traffic permits.

Wondering why im typing as if its an essay competition? Cos today in French class, my lecturer, Mr Benoit & the rest, praised me for using good English adjectives & Vocabs. Haha. So, I decided to blog regarding two incidents.

1. French Class Test.
Amazingly, easy. Around 30 qns. Chen Chen was beside me. she cant help it, but to copy me. haha. Didn’t mind. Its not a Cambridge French. Jus a basic conversational French class. Test on Lesson 1 to 3. Didn’t study the history part. ( I aint a history student. I hate lengthy passages. Either u read tt passage to me or I cant bother abt it)
4hrs lesson ended in 3 hrs. Revision den the test den recalling Lesson 1 to 3. Tts all. Appointment in KK, at 2.15pm. gotta be there at 1.15pm. Class ended at 11. I tried my best to drag the time. But ended up being 45 mins early. Sheesh!

2. CT scan in KK hospital.
CT or CAT. Meow meow.
Haiz… I’ll start frm the beginning. I got no shame in telling my probs. After all, im a human. Women out there might experience tis. I dun find why I shld keep it to myself.
Anyway, it goes like tis. I missed my menses the whole of tis yr. tt is frm January to April. Thinking its gonna be alrite, I ignored it in Feb. Feb came and went. March came and went. April came n went. Damn it! Wheres my blood! Oops! Menses! Worried.. I told mom, die die go KK n check. She said ok. We went in April.

Wah lao eh.. bloody nurse. She say must tk blood, go tk 3 big fat test tubes of my blood. I hate a feeling tt all my blood was in tt 3 tubes. Knn. Weak aft ‘blood donating’. Next appointment, 1 week ltr, to see my Doc cum consultant, DR Tan. She said, ok its confirmed tt u are not pregnant. (like I asked her to check tt.) it can be ur hormones prob u noe. *looking at my arms* Do u have any sibs? I said yea 3 brothers. N she smiled. Maybe tts why. I found no connection wen she looked at my arm n asked me tt qn. Den she finally said, u might have many male hormones in ur body. Tt can be a reason why u have much hairs on ur arms. Oh god! Jus save her. Bloody hell.. im a Punjabi. An Indian! All Indians have HAIRS. A LOT OF HAIRS.. seriyaana mairu la.. doc said, my left ovary is fine. Right side, theres nth. No eggies. Where are they? Who took? Hatch edi? Become chicken edi? N they found a 7cm long fluid smth inside. N concluded tt the whole ting is abnormal n I gotta go for CT scan. A scan tt can found out everyting in detail. Even a teeny weeny stone.

Mom laughed. She knew wad I was tinking. Abt being an Indian n having hairs. HAIRS. =P

Den another appointment for tis CT scan. Tts today. Mom said, its jus a scan. Why do u need me? go scan n tell me how it went.. jus a scan? Shes damn damn wrong abt it.

Im kinda popular in the registeration side. I came by onli few times. And all the staff recog. Me. not bad. One staff, Jaya, gave me a drink to drink b4 my scan. The drink is suppose to be yucky but she added some strawberry flavor. I saw tt colour I was like, can I hv it in chocolate? Anyway, I cant argue. I drink abit. N guess wad? BANDUNG! Haha! Abit too sweet. Happily drink. Addicted. Wanted to ask for more. but paiseh. Lol. Another nurse brought me to the CT scanning room. Told me to undress n wear a gown. It was AIRY! Hahaha! Omg!
Brought me to a small room. N started putting drips on me.. the small tube on the hand.

Waaaaaaah pain!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I started to cry lor. I cant tahan small pain oso one. Hehe. Den they made me sit outside the CT room. One malay lady oso my case. Came n sit. She’s gonna scan at the abdomen cos doc said she got cancer. =S

I was in pain. Afraid. I see the CT room I scared sia. I cried. No reaction on my face. Jus tears rolling down happily. I was sitting alone. No one wit me. tt lady got her husband n a Chinese fren. She cried fearing she might die n all. I cry cos, I duno wads wrong wit me. wheres my eggs? =’(

Nurses there very friendly lah.. I really appreciate tt. Seriously. I was alone. Lost in my own world. Didn’t realize I was crying. Came up wit so many imagination of wads gonna happen. One nurse came n put her arm arnd me n said, why are u crying? Be brave. U’re a big gal. ( I was tinking wad does being big got to do wit being scared? Ok theres a link wad. Tis is not abt being afraid to eat a pea u noe.) but I seriously duno why, wen her arms were arnd me, a lot of tears started to flow.. It became uncontrollable. She said some nice words n wen off. Another nurse came n did the same ting. Nth helped. I got out my hp, I called praba.

Made him come out of his office n tok. Poor ting. but still he didn’t complain. So sweet of him. He has to. HAS TO. If he say he got wrk, I’d hv murdered him. Lucky he came to my side. *smiles at prabz* tok tok.. made me tok.. hear me cry, hear me laugh.. hear wadeva I was saying.. jus hear without complaining even if he doesn’t understand wad I was saying… sweet ah tt fella.. my fren wad. OF COS LAH! Outgoing was going up n up n up. I didn’t care. But he had to go. He made me smile b4 putting down. U see ah, I smiled more wen hes my fren. I cried more wen hes my bf. Which one I’d prefer? Hmmm… tis fella wen hes in a relationship, hes super possessive, Cruel, dun care if the gal is crying or wad. He’ll jus make his stand. Wen u are his fren, he’ll merely make u laugh n get angry on him n all. But too bad lah.. I noe his weak point. Even if hes cruel, aft awhile he’ll be himself again. Even if he fights wit me in msn, n say I dowan ur friendship, lets end it here, BYE. Tmr, he’ll sms me a gd morning msg. I used to have the look: didn’t he said BYE? But im used to it now. But den, I can nv underestimate him. I might tink hes like tis, he might turn out like tt. No matter hw he turns out, I noe wad he’ll say or do. Aiya, prabz.. sorry la dei.. I jus noe u too well, like u do. Like usual, there wont be a final fullstop wen im toking abt u. the story goes n goes n goes. To explain having u in my life to a fren, it’ll hv a lot of ‘to be continued’ mega series. But I can jus explain u in few words. Enuff for u & me to understand. But to the rest... NO. aiya.. enuff of tt head swelling, I get back to my story. Its abt ME! not YOU! I 4got tt.. hehehehehehe! ( I’ll rite a biography of u k? n publish it in books.. LOLz! )
The tings he said b4 I wen for my scan : spaceship, aliens, aiyoooooooooo!!!!!!!

Where was i? alamak….. ok yea.. prabz called. Den after awhile asan called. Asked me hws tings n all.. hws the scan. I haven go in yet! Toked to him abt 2 mins and I was called in..
Nurse put the white yucky tingy into my drip. The one which was mixed wit the strawberry flavor. Some thru my butt. GROSS. I was wondering if I was poo-ing. Had tt feeling sia.. N smth thru my uterus . scan 3 times. Came out of the room in giddiness. Fainted. Woke up to see 3 nurse. Den one gave me a lime drink. Den ask me to pay my bill n ask me go home safely.. I had difficulty in walking. I was giddy. Head seriously in pain. I was damn weak. Took my time to walk to the bus stop.
Normally I’ll tk an hr to reach home. Today 2 hrs.
Mom felt bad in not following me. I was in pain. She didn’t noe. Cant blame her. Asked me how it wen wen I reached home. Told her. Ltr in the nite, she called up her sister n told everyting. Frm the corner of my eyes, I saw her wiping her eyes. I felt like crying. Haiz. No matter hw angry I am wit her, wen she cry, I’ll cry. Dad called n asked how am I feeling. Hows everyting. Everyting ok lah.. no more pain except for tt headache. Took 3 panadols in 3 hrs. argh.. nv work. Dr Kishan called n checked on me. hes not a gynae. So he wasn’t there.

Aunt say dun go for surgery yet. Ask mom to ask Dr everyting abt my ovary n everyting. 50% of the ppl die cos of Doctors’ mistakes. None are perfect. So be very careful.

Elder bro gf, Rabitha Machi called. Asked me why I nv tell her. I tot bro wld hv told. But he didn’t. she sounded sad wen mom told her abt me. she called me n tok to me. she was sad.
She said nth will happen. Ask me to be brave. I can be brave, but for how long.. Im a gal wit feelings… (not like prabz.. OOPS! ) lets see how tings go..


Ppl.. pray for me..



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