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Б₤αсК VeRmiLLioN

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hi....my name is alya!anyways,as u might not know,'I LOVE ROCK MUSIC',SKATING!ROCK AND ROCK AND MU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I Am A Cheerleader and i love skating,surfing,music,fashion,MUSIC!Drawing,taking pictures of stuff,writting,shopping,playing football,travelling,and stuffffff[unmentionabble STUFF]hehehe

Monday, September 17, 2007

The Average Hell House Stories Chapter 6.5:The Real Date With Stiches + Injections!

So last Thursday right after school, I had the appointment I waited years to have! THE SURGERY! So I was freaking scared and SCARED and MORE SCARED because I never had a surgery in my entire human breathing life! So finally this time there were no mistakes of which ward, and were it is anymore kind of thing. Though as my mum and I were walking towards the lift, someone shouts out to my mum.Unknown Lady: SALMAH!Mother:?????? [COMPLETELY CLULESS!]Unknown Lady: Ni mak Busu lah! [Translation: This is your aunty!]
Mother: Oh aunty!
Then my mum looks up at me and says:
Mother: Um darling, do you mind going there by yourself? I haven’t seen my aunty in a very long time.
I really need to talk to her about a lot of things.
[In my head: OMFFFFFFGGGGGG!!!!!!!!] Can’t she see that I am so not in the mood for this at all! Then the fact that she wants me to go alone? All plans just have to be completely spoilt! Anyhow, even though I was in a pissed of mood that I had to be in the hospital on that very day that so happened to be the first day of [FASTING MONTH!],I had to not care of any little interrupting details that could conclude to my day being completely spoilt. So I walked up to the ward [yes I went to the correct ward!] and went up to the counter that was [in my very exaggerating language: overflowing with people!] and waited my turn. Thank god I didn’t have to take a freaking number! Otherwise I would have been seriously pissed of man! So anyway, as it finally reaches to my turn at the counter, what luck! Suddenly, the nurse decides it is in her best interest to answer a phone call or two, send a fax and also last but not least, attend to some other person whilst I wait like a completely useless idiot in front of the freaking counter were I am apparently waiting for my turn! So when she finally decides to like acknowledge my existence she stairs at me with a huge question mark and then says I have to go to the surgery room! So then I, whom at that moment was feeling completely lost ask her where on earth it is. Then she angrily replies saying are you completely blind! It’s that way! Ok fine, Miss Nurse Chick! No need to get so upset! Your fasting remember! So well I walk up to the place and take a seat! Well to be completely honest with you, I find the hospital a [‘SCARY’+’CREEPY’+’TOTALLY WEIRD’+’EERIE’+’FREAKY’] place! I don’t say this with bad intention, but only because it is true. I was sitting beside this woman whom had a beard! It creped me out like a lot because I had never seen a woman with a beard in real life! So don’t blame me for not being more exposed to the world! Anyhow, then my mum finally finishes her conversation with her aunt and joins me in my wait for my [E! True Hollywood Story On How Alya Went Through Her Surgery!] So just guess what is so new! It doesn’t matter if you have a ticket or not, or even if you come first out of the ten people that arrived there. You will still be treated ‘LAST!’ Yes I had to wait a decade in the waiting room! So when it finally came to my turn, thank the heavens! Well I arrived at the hospital at 1 something and then get treated at 4 something! One patient person! So when I went in, there were 4 doctors around me and 5 nurses. Guess what, each doctor took turns examining my foot! So whatever man! The funniest part was that they didn’t know what to classify my foot as! Because those idiots didn’t know it was a ‘VERUCA!’ Finally, I sat down on a surgical table and lay down with layer upon layer of GODKNOWS WHAT! Then they took my foot and poured antiseptic all over it! Then the freaking dude takes out ‘8’ syringes and plans with his ‘ENTOURAGE’ of doctors, how they should do the surgery! Long story short, I went through and agenizing 1hour for a foot surgery with ‘7’ FREAKING PAINFULL INJECTIONS, and a blood sample from the ‘SOURCE of PAIN!’ Later on, my foot was then stitched up in three parts of my foot! My conclusion? The most painful experience I had ever been through like IN MY ENTIRE LIFE! I can’t believe that the nurse kept asking me to breathe in and out all the time! Like Hello! [IM NOT FREAKING GIVING BIRTH HERE!] Well unfortunately, I went through the entire 1 hour alone and crying in pain! Then after they ‘STICHED ME UP’, I awaited my mum still crying in the waiting room to find out the entire day I wasted fasting, was pointless as I was prescribed pain killers an all kinds of stuff! I greeted my mum in the room crying and was escorted out of the hospital by my mum crying in a wheel chair! I was also happily given a weak mc though will have to miss my one exam the following day! So that’s my story! The continuation happens when I go for my dressing so keep reading!

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