HOSPiTale

Hospitale.

This is a tale of today’s adventure. Spent at a hospital.. (too obvious?)
I know, lame name. But I like it!

So, our tale starts at 9pm where I was seated on my working chair, laptop in hand and ready to work for tonight’s shift.
Now I live with my cousin and her “hobby” this week is taking a bath with milk.
That’s right people. Milk.

As a Filipina, I guess she wanted to look fairer while I always want to be tan (my skin is fairer than hers by the way). People. Never satisfied, huh?

Anyway, so she took her time in the shower about an hour and a half with her milk bath.
Satisfied, she went to bed.

I was on my headset listening to music while I was working with prices, checking suppliers and their contacts and whatnot.

2am.

I needed a drink so of course, I took off my headset when……
I heard the softest voice saying “Ling…”  (I’m called Darling by my family…)
Calling ignored. I thought it was the radio or a cat.
It was 2 in the morning.. cmon!

Then I heard it again…. “Ling…”
I heard myself say… “Please don’t let it be a ghost..”
And then a 3rd time…. “Ling…”

It was my cousin calling out for me. I opened her door and there she was, in so much pain that she can barely walk. (I know it’s not funny……. yet.)
It turned out, she has been calling out for me for the last 20mins.
Thank you headset. tsk.

So as a Nurse by profession, I did everything I could.
Administered pain reliever, warm compress (stopped in fear of making it worse if its appendicitis), positioning and everything else I could think of.
Yet her pain scale was 9. That’s high.

And so, we called her boyfriend… well, ex-boyfriend (they’re cool) to come and bring her to the hospital.

Ex- Boyfriend arrives….
Cousin too weak to stand up..
Piggy-back ride.
(you get the idea)

So wobbly walk (due to difficult stairway and weight) and many sweats after, we finally got to the hospital.

The Funny part?
As we helped her up on the hospital bed, she looked at us and said…
“I think I’m okay now. The pain’s gone…”

Silence.

After the slight panic, the sweat and wobbly walk..
Her ex-boyfriend and I looked at each other and laughed..

3am people. 3am.

According to my cousin, her pain feared the hospital and it fled. hahaha

I told you everyday is an adventure, right?
So today, this was ours… 🙂

And this is how she looked at the hospital…

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Thanks Cuz for the adrenaline rush at 2am…

Till the next adventure everyone! 🙂

P.S
– Negative pregnancy test
– U/A will be determined tom. 🙂

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When nature calls… it just keeps calling.

Tues night.

Coffee in hand, music in the background and laptop on the table.
Ready and eager to make yet another “blog” <—- not sure why I quoted that.
Anyway, I was ready for battle when….

Guuuurrrrrgle…. 

(9gag NOT SURE meme look) hmmm… not sure if it was my tummy or a purring cat on the roof.
sound ignored.

So I was typing away when….

Guuuurrrrrgle…. 

That can’t be a cat because my stomach ached this time. Ms. Obvious right?

I was so in the zone that I didn’t want to stop…

And yet again…..

Guuuurrrrrgle…. 

I had to listen now,right? wrong.

I won’t be stopped by a petty distraction. I was so determined to write this thing!

But, I did stop.
No, no… It didn’t go guuuuurrrggle this time but the pain was… whooop!
And so I went to the little room where imagination grows and ideas are formed (among other things).

Success was met and I went back to my working station and went back to typing.
After 5mins… or 6,

guuuuurrrrgle…

You have got to be kidding me!
Well, it wasn’t.
So back I went to that little room.

I did say it was just tues night right?
Well, that little room was a frequent companion of mine that night.
Say, 8 times?
Yup, 8 freakin’ times.

So I just really had to stop the typing.
Got a magazine and stayed there.

Did the right thing by the way since it happened 5 more times.

I was starting to get dehydrated…
Tried to make oresol, no sugar.
Wanted to buy some, raining.
Drank water, almost ran out.
Plus….
oh…. I love this plus!
High-grade fever and chills…
Body malaise was kicking it too! 

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Was loving the night so far…. who wouldn’t?
(whoever says they do; I don’t know who you are but I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you…)
I don’t do that, so I’ll just hire a hitman. Or Liam Neeson.

That night was soooo shitty. And yeah, pun seriously intended.
Nature is funny sometimes,yeah?

So I stopped and pondered. Pondered. hahahaha..

I just really had to know what I did before all this started to happen.
Rewind an hour before the 1st episode…

Had quite a few appointments that day so I had no time to cook for dinner.
We stopped at a food shop and bought friend chicken parts.
That was the main goal. CHICKEN ONLY. But my eyes…
God, my eyes saw this stack of “siomai”

For those of you who doesn’t know what that is, let wikipedia explain…

Shumai, also called pork dumplings.

Uhmmmm. okaaaay…. 
Thanks wikipedia. I think.

So, you know I just had to buy those dumplings, right?
And yup, you guessed it!
Food poisoning everybody! weee!

Don’t get me wrong, I wanted it because it was suppose to taste good and not all siomai sold in the Philippines is dirty. 
Been eating it for years and this is the 1st time it happened.
So if you haven’t tried it yet, please do. 
But allow me to hate it for months…. I have those rights now.

Where were we?
Yeah, I was so weak that I could barely stand up..
My magic number? 21! 
Top that!!

So of course, had myself checked, waiting for results, feeling better now.

But I just seriously had to tell you that story..
The process was the fun part, ending where I feel better? 
Can sum it up in a sentence. 
Well, I just did.

So to my siomai, thank you.
Thank you for the lesson learned and the story told.

Happy eating everybody! 
(evil laugh..) bwahahahahaha!!!