Sick

Assalamualaikum muslims. Last week, I company my beloved lovely sister to the clinic to bring her baby for check up and she asked me to check my blood as well because I look so freakin pale. To make it short, the doctor asked me to go to wad kecemasan at hospital serdang right away after getting the result of my blood.
I was like, "Vas happenin ?"

I was so scared because yeahh in my entire life, I had never when to a hospital as a patient. Scaryy. In the end, I have to be warded. Goshh, they cucuk me with that long, sharp jarum and its so freaking hurts T.T le crying lol.

The next day, I have my own room, alone haha. Theres no one to company me. Yeah I understood, busy isn't it? hmm They begin to transfuse a bag of blood. I just knew that I'm O positive type of person. hokaihh I'm starting to think. Whose blood I'm 'drinking'? Seriously.

The second day, they transfused the second bag. And in the afternoon, I was allowed to go back home yippeee. They also give me lots of medicine huhh. Okay, what I can tell you is that, staying at the hospital teach me to be more patience, berdikari, love myself. Before this I've always wanted to eventually stay at the hospital. lol childish me. See ya :>