Oh, the Irony! the Pain!

I have just spent my hard-earned semestral break confined in a dingy hospital room. It sucked big time! I did not take a bath for six days straight and the nurses (even though they were very nice and cute) kept popping up at the most importune moments. The only good thing that happened during my stay was: the room was airconditioned and it was cool even though I am feverish at times, the food people whom visit me brings like cake, and cable TV so I was able to watch "From Dusk Till Dawn" even if the TV was small and almost three feet away from me....

Anyway, I was diagnosed with Pneumonia, and get this, I had Typhoid Fever at the same time! Talk about coincidence. Did you know that its my first time, since infancy, to be confined in a hospital? Yeah, so during the first day when they placed the dextrose and got blood, I watched very closely... It was quite fascinating. Now, I have a damaged lung, specifically a right-lower lobe damaged lung. I have a weak immune system and when I say weak, I mean WEAK! I cough up blood and my vveins hurt, coz they had to transfer my dextrose. I was very "makulit" and I kept rolling around the bed, now the dextrose was attached on my left hand so that I can still function but shit happened and they had to reattach it this time on my right hand.

What really bugged me about my room was the view. I was on the sixth floor and I had wide windows but when you open the curtains what you see is not a spectacular view but Jake Cuenca's nude body! Who the hell wants to see Jae Cuenca's nude body?! I know I don't! Well, that's sort of the short of my week long stay at the hospital. I hope I won't experience any repeat of it. Ever. Again. Never Ever.