A Painful Sunday

I hate hospitals. 

I hate the smell of it.

I hate being around people in pain-its a torture place for me.

The past few days, I have been nursing this back pain that just won't go away.

I've been in so much discomfort-stabbing pain on my back.

I took the usual pain relievers-but the relief was short-lived.

So I had no choice but to go to the hospital and have myself cleared.

It was a painful Sunday literally and figuratively.

G told me that he'll be with me.

Ofcourse, he's good in making promises.  And his promises are often wordy.

As usual, words are words-it ended there. Painful as it is. That's him.

My Persian friend was so nice to even ask me if he can go with me in the hospital. I said yes.

But when Sunday came, and the pain was just too much.. I decided to just go on my own.

I went to Makati Medical Center, I was born here. Nice memories.

  

I went to the ER. It was a breeze. The nurse saw my discomfort and immediately made me lie down on a bed. The feeling of 'rushing yourself' to the ER is weird. Mixed feelings.

Painful because G gave me his word and he fucked up again. Painful because well..my back was really painful.

And so I was wheeled around for some test, I also had a back x-ray done, and since it was a Sunday-no consultants to read it. The resident doctor gave me Valiums (injection) and pain reliever (injection)..which made me drowsy. 

I kept on telling the nurse to use a butterfly needle but she said they don't use it there. I said in Asian Hospital-they usually use butterfly on me, and the nurse repeatedly said that they really don't use it there. The result was 5 fuckin attempts to shoot the needle on my vein.. and the last one was a flop because it caused a 'bubble' because the vein collapsed. Grrrr..

 

I think the nurse was nervous so she called on to the doctor to do it instead. Thank you doctor. The injected medicines were painful and thick.. thus, I seriously cried while holding on my sheet. (Yes, it was a baby thing to do, but my pain tolerance just went down. It fuckin hurt.) The doctor was nice and patient-even rubbed my arm for comfort. Then I fell asleep.

Clear results will be out this week.

Initial diagnosis shows that I don't have broken or injured bones.

Something with my back muscles..which I have to meet a consultant to clear that out.

I'm still drinking my medicine.

I'm following the prescription.

I'm still drowsy.

So whats the lesson here...

I can depend on myself.

I don't need G.

I will be okay.