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I love flowers. I love spontaneity, and pleasant surprises. I'm dainty and ambitious; really. I nurse others. There's more than meets the eye when it comes to me.

 Yours Truly

N A D I A H
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ngee ann poly
school of health sciences
Children's Emergency, KKWCH

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Saturday, April 16, 2005 2:45 pm
Doctor visit.



You're Almost Here.


Last Wednesday I went to the doctors for a medical check-up. It was the worst visit to the doctor. Ever.


Firstly, I had to do something super embarrassing. It was the ultimate embarrassment of that day. No, I'm not gonna tell you what (said in an incredulous tone)!


Secondly, the nurse at the counter told me I'm gonna have a blood test and an X-ray. My heart skipped several beats and I swear blood drained from my face. 'Blood test?!' I practically yelled. My brain was frozen with disbelief. When it finally de-freeze, it went, 'What blood test? I don't see any Blood Test To Be Conducted on the form. They never said anything about blood test!' It went on panic mode. But then, I calmed myself and thought, 'Maybe they were wrong. Maybe they don't need my blood. Maybe there's another way to test my blood.' So I sat for quite sometime and it was finally my turn.


It was a female doctor. She's friendly. However, she confirmed the horrific thought I had before about testing my blood. I think blood drained from my face again. I asked her, 'Blood test. You mean you have to poke me with a needle into my arm and draw blood?' Ok so I didn't really said all this. I kind of couldn't speak and I made gestures and said single words by single words, like, 'Needle? Here? Blood?', pointing to the inner side of my elbow. The horror. I guess the doctor realized that I was panicking and figured I was afraid of needles poking into me. She talked and talked and calmed me down and said I shouldn't be afraid of all this if I were to become a nurse. In my mind, I went, 'At least I won't be poking myself with the bluidy needles!!' I would have told the doctor that but the cat got my tongue. While she did all the other check-ups on me, I kept thinking about my upcoming doom. I became all paranoid like thinking 'What if the needle breaks while it's in my vein?! What if there isn't enough blood?!' God, I am such a wuss!


So I had the injection. It was quite painful. Especially when it's drawing the blood. It took forever. At that moment, I thought it took longer than forever. All the while the doctor did the whole thing, I was looking elsewhere. Anywhere but my arm. Not even in front of me cuz I know I'd be able to see it at the corner of my eye. So i looked at the opposite direction. I couldn't remember anything that i saw in that room during that time.


When it's over, my arm throbbed. And the thought of the blood made me dizzy and I thought I'd pass out. When I went out of the doctor's office, I caught this girl's eye. I think I had my expression in a grimace.


Went to the X-ray place next. Got a little bit paranoid and suspicious but it went well. 'Twas a breeze.


Then we went to the bank to settle all the financial stuff. After that, we went to this Optical shop. And we ordered new contact lenses. Can't wait. I was suppose to have an appointment with the lady on Monday but I'll be having school. So it has to be postponed.


The next day, I went to school to hand up all the forms. It was very efficient. At the end of the day, I realized I'd registered for two camps. I'd already known I'd have a camp to attend the minute I stepped into the auditorium cuz this guy told me so. I would have never registered for another camp but somehow, I forgot about the first camp and got lured by this guy to attend another camp. So in the end, I'd have to spend 7 days 6 nights in total, away from home. Not that i'm complaining. I'll never complain about THAT. It's just.. camping in school and doing activities with loads of strangers (which I know I'll make friends with eventually. but still..)? Aww man.. It'd better be fun and awesome and they'd better give me at least 15 minutes of shower time and they'd better have a comfortable place for me to sleep. Ok maybe the sleeping arrangements is not really important (I don't mind sleeping under the stars but do provide some sort of mats. I am not going to wake up with bugs crawling over me.) but the fun part and the shower time part, they'd better accomodate me. What if they don't, you ask? I guess I just have to live with it.


Good Luck to me.


Currently loving the song Almost Here by Brian McFadden and Delta Goodrem.