Thursday, January 28, 2010
a day at the hospital wasn't as bad as I thought. Initially I was pretty afraid of what's going to happen to me and it just caught me so unexpectedly. the pain wasn't that bad, just the little discomfort of having something stuck in your hand and not able to move it however i want to. But nevertheless, what really touched me was the concern that the nurses, the service staff, the sister showed me. not really the doctors though. i hardly even saw my doctor for at least 10 mins. but anyway, the nurses, especially the ones on night duty the first night i was there, were really funny and tried to make me more comfortable and relaxed. then the next morning, the nurse on duty was really busy but it was kinda cute that she kept having to check my tag for my name before giving me my injection and medication. like again and again. haha and she didn't let me walk. but oh well, i guess she was just being safe. the service staff, even the auntie cleaning the floor was really nice and concerned. and the sister who went around everyone's bed and asked them how they were and chatted with me. then on the second night, the nurse was nice too and kept asking if i was alright when injecting the last bout of antibiotics. then she took out the IV thing. haha like finally. i was waiting for that the moment they stuck it in me haha.
Anyway, what i really want to say is: Thank you, everyone. especially my parents and my sister and my grandma and my aunties and everyone else. my parents had to work the next day yet they stayed with me till like 12 and my mom was kinda busy so she brought her laptop with her to work. then my sis who came straight after work even if she had a half day off to come visit me and i could see how tired she was as she fell asleep on my bed. then my aunt and grandma who came around noon to bring me (nice) food and accompany me because I was so bored there. yup, so thanks everyone, even for the small small things that you all have done for me, even for helping me plug my computer coz i couldn't do it myself.
i feel kind of bad because i insisted to go for the bbq which caused the whole thing. and the bill came up to a thousand plus for just one day at the hospital. luckily there was partial insurance coverage.
But I think it was a small blessing in disguise. after staying in bed for the whole day, i think my achilles heel finally recovered. but I can't go for training yet. so which means when i go for novices on sunday, provided I recover in time, I will be kind of going there unprepared. but nevertheless, I rather try my best there than withdraw from it which would be giving up. even if i don't come back with a medal, at least i can say that i tried my best, but due to unforeseen circumstances, things don't always go the way i want them to. I can only hope for the best.
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