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Bad Day
written on Friday, May 4, 2007 @ 9:38 AM ✈
I was going home, with Haiyun. But Haiyun got stopped by a student counsellor, who is my ma'am. I didn't know what to do. Then we crossed the overhead bridge and took a bus to Clementi MRT Station. We got bubbletea and we spent some time drinking it. Only at about 4pm did we board the bus to continue our journey. Upon reaching my destination, I began to walk home. While nearing a playground, I was swinging my handbag to and fro. It wasn't really moving, but when I walked, the bag tend to swing. At one point, the bag swiped past my leg and I felt pain. It wasn't that strong at first, I scratched my leg at first. I suddenly realised that it was bleeding after I felt it hurting. When I took a closer look, something was stuck inside. I was quite scared. I called my mother and almost started tearing. I tried to push it out, but it just wouldn't. As I was walking in between flats, the only way out was to walk home as fast as possible. I kept walking and walking till I reached home. I started crying, it was rather embarrassing. When my dad came home, he brought me to see a doctor. He said, if he had an injury like mine, he would pull it out himself. But I did not know what to say. In the end, the doctor pulled it out with some weird metal instrument. He was speaking to the nurse. I heard, "Pass me the scissors. Is the iodine ready?" I was so shocked. I was thinking, "What scissors?!" Then the iodine made it hurt so much. The only "ss" I made the whole visit. When he pulled the lead like thing out, I didn't make a sound. Or I think I didn't. And he wanted to give me an injection to prevent infection. I was quite unhappy. "Why is it so troublesome? The pulling out was pain enough." I said to myself. Now I am ended up with a plaster on the left arm and a big gauze on the leg. I think I will remove the gauze tomorrow morning and apply some cream that is supposed to help. So, please don't tap and hit my left arm. Bad day again 0 comment[s] | back to top |