Running Out...

My patience is running out. And I hate that I can't write about it, I can't tweet about it, I can't express it.

I can, but I am choosing not to elaborate.

My patience is running out. And I feel like running out of it -- I want to turn my back on the issue -- I want to escape.

But I won't.

My patience is running out. And I hope they realize that.

But they won't.

This is frustrating.

Minor Surgery

So I just had my first hospital experience, that is, I got admitted for the very first time. It was just a minor procedure. But I couldn't judge my level of pain tolerance so I was really, really scared. I don't want pain.


In the morning of August 2, there I was in the OR of Medical City, wide awake. I talked to my doctors and nurse while the procedure was ongoing. Asked stupid questions, complained even when there's nothing to complain about. I wanted to keep my mind off what was happening. It helped! I was expecting the pain to be worse than it was. But I got through without crying! :)


I'm home now. I still couldn't walk and sit properly. And I have to take pain relievers to lessen the pain.


My take away from this experience? Have it checked at once. Oh, and... a lot of sense of humor can get you through a painful procedure.