this is my first time spent weekend at hospital as patient... kinda not cool to have infuse needle in my left hand. spent 3days from bed to bathroom... i feel like a prisoner... lol
this hospital kinda full of memory with my mom... she died there last year
these days i realized hos strong she is to struggle with lots of meds and needles her past 8years. i would just vomit when the infuse water mixed with my blood or when it leaked... i cant stand needles... hate the smell of hospital, but also realized how many peoples was helped and saved in this place... well. i hate it less... i try to see things from different point of view now... i think i'm getting wiser as i grow older ahahaha
well. tomorrow i gotta get back to work after 4days of rest from that crazy place... i gotta make living, keep my pride, and claim my right.
so, i'll catch ya all later...