Monday, June 09, 2008

the day when the pain is bearable.

it was the regular sunday.as we had not planned of going out, plus it was drizzling outside, syida and moi suggested that we had our cooking session.it's been a while since i last cook..well to the matter of fact that it's been a while since i last got myself back on track.so off to the kitchen we went, n i kept on imagining yesterday's gulai ikan tenggiri.so to cut the story short, as i was transferring the ikan (it was the only piece left on the periuk actually) along with its tomato n bendi to another glass bowl, it exploded.okay...so exploded might sound harsh, but it aint funny when it came with the open wound n swollen part was as big as the ping pong ball.at first everything was ok.i wasnt panicky or anythin, funny thing was i tried cleaning up the mess while syida was astounded with the wound and whats with the blood that keep gushing out.went to the toilet, washed it, rubbed sum gamat oil onto it, wrapped it up with tissue n cellophane tape.well thats what i always do when handling wound n such.but never i imagined that it cud swell to the size as a pingpong ball and as syida put it, the wound was kinda smiling widely.ha ha funny !but later when i finished my zohor prayer n took out the self made bandage, there it was.syida asked me to seek for medical help.as it was sunday, the clinics were all closed.hello...doctors!do u guys have regular hours when people supposedly fall sick?so there is one clinic, but i was so close to strangle the doctor since he refused to do anything (well mind you, since the wound was kinda open n 'smiley' he was afraid it cud be infection n needed to be x rayed).so again.we went straight to ER in hospital besar.the wound was cleaned, but again the nurse afraid the glasses might got into the wound, so she asked me to go for a thorough x ray.as i was waiting my turn, as i sit there alone, all sorts of emotion coming to me. and as i promised not to let any tears drop, it disobeyed me.
it's much better seeing blood that u can touch than ones that u know u cudnt see.
as for the wound, ive got myself three stiches n lotsa love from people who deserve me.

1 comment:

N A D Y A said...

owh dear..how i wish to feel what uv been handling..its hurt huh..hmmm

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