journey in siloam :P

The last I posted on this was on one of d days that I hate the most every year since the year 2002.Despite being my favourite month somehow the month April brings back a lot of memories.The sweet memories of April n also the worst memories ever in my life.Ok enough of that.Its time to get on to what I have to say 4 2day.

Last week  was a long long week for me.On ‘dat’ particular day I started vomiting n purging after lunch.By 8 I went ti the hospital to get myself examined,I was given one bottle of  infuse.By the time I was home it was about 11,I took my medicine n I tried to sleep.Sleeping was far,I vomited out again n the whole cycle started  again.At around 3am I was admitted into the hospital for the 1^st time of my life.I knew it was gona be a totally new experience for me.The 1^st few days life was quite tough there,I had fever n uncountable times of toilet rounds,complications due to dehydration..phewww I duwan talk bout it.(i jus did *rolls eyes*)

Well as long as I have been there I was taken care of really well.The paramedics were very kind to me,they were professionals.It was a nice hospital,facilities were good.Lucky me I had the television right in front of me.hehe..most of the time spent there was by sleeping.

While being there I realized bout facts about people n life.I learnt few things bout my family,friends and those who I never knew before.One of d major things I would say is that when u are abroad,away from ur home away from ur family.All u have is ur friends that u came with,friends u stay with and study with.They are ur closest family and trust me they understand you more than anything.They are those who are there for u to send u to the hospital anytime of the day,sacrificing their sleep,sacrificing classes and all the things that they have in their schedule.Ur friends are those who are there 4 u all the time,giving u words of encouragement,inducing u to be emotionally strong and go through with the illness.I would like to thank my true friends who had been there 4 me and had not left me on my own at all.Kokila,Komalah,eswary,Zaki marsoha,balan anne,thiru anne,noja and all of them.

I knw how worried my mum n my sis were during that time,they called evry hour to check on their litte baby(haha dis is wen I get perasan).Well I dun blame them,blood calls 4 it.Well it was a great exposure of people I know in my life who really care and who are jus there but the couldn’t care less bout u.They were some of them I called friends,I cared for who jus turned their backs on me n there were those who I had never met before who were there together with me.They were those who I had always neglected who came forward at that time to giv me encouragement.I have learnt so much from it.I have learnt not to trust to much and not to untrust to much.Sometimes in life they are people who u nvr met before who turns out to be god sent angels,n sometimes they are those u who call frens who never turn up when u r in need.Well,maybe all I have to say is if ur nt there when im in trouble,then u don’t have the rights to be a part of my happiness :)