This afternoon, I went to klinik warga to see a doctor. The clinic was supposed to be opened at 2pm, but it opened at 2.15pm. I knew it was not too late, but for me, it was a suffering. Bearing the pain, I waited patiently outside.
Okay, it was opened then. But, the clerk at the registration counter had not arrived. There were so many patients already waiting for registration. Okay, then she came, slowly, leisurely. My flame of anger started to spark off.
After taking the waiting number, I found a chair to sit, feeling extremely tired. Again, it
was another long waiting. I felt frustrated with waiting, and I open a mini game in my handphone to play with. I bet the doctor was still chatting inside the room. I felt wanna burst inside the room and asked: "Hey, I am suffering here?"
At last, the bell rang. It was my turn. When I went into the room, my first glance laid on two people (doctor and nurse), chit-chatting as they didn't realize there were so many patients waiting desperately to be treated.
My chief complain was epigastric pain, but I was told to check for my full blood count (whether I was anaemic-she said I looked pale. Pleaselah, I always seem pale. Furthermore, I did not have enough sleep yesterday. I was tired) and check for thyroid function test (Hmm...I doubted this. My tremor can be benign essential tremor, and my fast pulse rate can be because I was ill mah...). Besides, she asked me to review the test result one week later. Wow, need took so long time? By that time, I had recoverd.
To take the blood, I was told to go to Medical Ward 2. The doctor there seems SOO busy. It was 3.15pm. He asked me to wait until 5 o'clock (OMG, are you serious? Venipuncture won't take you so much time k, you wanted me to wait for you ah? I was sooo tired already).
So, I go find my friends to do it for me. My vein was poked 2 times, and unfortunately, both of them failed. And....my hands nearly suffered from ischaemia due to long duration of torniquette. I saw my hands went blue, I was a little shocked that time, and asked them to release the torniquette. Although failed, I felt really grateful to them because they were willing to help me.
I went to Medical Ward 5, and spotted a few seniors. I asked them to help me. They were so willing to help :') He poked my vein confidently, and the blood..whoa la la...came out swiftly and smoothly. Oh my blood~at last you want to come out already ya? It was already 430pm by that time.
I went back to Medical Ward 2 to pass the 2 vials of blood to the doctor there just now. But what I saw is another doctor. The doctor who just now asked me to wait for him, had went back???? (他妈的)....What an arrogant doctor! Nevermind nevermind, I know you were superiorly up there and I was inferiorly down here.
After all this hustle and bustle, I went back. What a moody day. I was really tired today, and my back ached again. Oh Health, please come back to me T_T
I was not in good mood while writing this post. So many harsh words come out =_= Sick people always like this de la~
1st attempt: failed, but less painful.
2nd attempt: failed, painful~haematoma some more.
3rd attempt: successful! So touched at the moment when the blood came out.
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