Hospital trips have always been lessons in patience.
Trying to avoid waiting for too long, I actually went 1 hour earlier than my appointment time. Got to go to the private children's clinic again. It's a wonderful place; stronger aircon and generally cleaner environment. Still it doesn't make me any less uncomfortable to be strolling down the corridors wearing my number 3 and have all the small little kids staring at me.
A 20 year old really has no place in KKH.
Check-ups are usually dreaded because I don't really do all the things that I am suppose to. Like check my blood glucose religiously. And recording the values down. And watching what I eat. And exercise regularly. And probably many more that I have long forgottened. I know I am suppose to be responsible for my own health. So sue me. It's an irritating life, that of a diabetic. Especially the sugar checks. Screw it.
Sometimes I have the wild urge to just neglect my insulin intake for a week or so. Then I'll probably hyperglycemia and faint, then I'll get sent to he hospital and stay there a week for monitoring and counselling. That would mean one week of MC, which sounds pretty good.
Yesterday's check-up had the added stress of knowing my blood and urine test results, on top of the usual HbA1C. Relax, I'm 100% healthy still, or at least as healthy as a diabetic can get. 7.3 for HbA1C, which is 0.4 better than 3 months ago. Considering all the food I ate over CNY, that's pretty comforting. I only saw Dr Fabian for 5 minutes. Other patients take like half an hour. Oh well. They are all small kids so I guess their parents have all the never-ending questions for the doc. That's why I say it's a test of patience. 90 minutes of waiting with nothing to do? Torture. Even the little kids are not that entertaining, at least not yesterday. No fights, no loud crying, no argument between mom and boy, nobody pooped their diapers, no drama, no action.
The only good thing that came out of the check-up? I got to go home early.
O level's results this friday. A level's next friday. Bwahahah. Good luck kids. Please try to refrain from jumping off the tallest block of HDB flats you can find, no matter what results you get. Remember to thank your teachers.
As Eugene's nick says, D-Day is coming.
Or rather, V-Day is coming. =(
Valentine's Day is a sad sad day for guys like me. We get to see all those couples being lovey-dovey to each other, guys planning romantic dates and giving thoughtful (=expensive) gifts, cuddling their lover under the moonlight while whispering sweet nothings. Making out, getting laid, and displaying their affections in public. We single guys look at all that and swear vehemently that when WE get girlfriends we would not do all that just becaused of some commercially hyped occasion like Valentine's Day. Instead we will spend the day play DOTA at the local lan shop with our buddies. We would not be slaves to our partner, buying 99 roses and having expensive dinners.
But, the sad, sad, sad truth is that we WILL do all that. We will spend our entire NS allowance for the month on a bunch of roses and chocolates and teddy bears, and beg and borrow to afford that expensive candlelight dinner. We will carry your shopping bags and pay for your skirts and shoes. All that and more, just to make our girlfriends happy. The only problem is we are still single and (very much, in fact desparately) available. *cue tears* And yes, we are jealous of all you couples. So excuse us while we spend 14 Feb at home with the computer, and animated pixels in the shape of a sexy female night elf mimicking pole dancing.
Boo hoo hoo, nobody loves me.
It's back to buying roses and presents for mom and sisters again. And they don't even appreciate it. &^*#$&*(.