tired plus panic equals to grumpy nunu

These 3 days have been tiring. To and fro from the hospital. Bee was involved in an accident. And to tell you the truth, I don't really like the hospital he is in. The way they serve you is like you are a pain in the ass.
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The malay nurse wanted to help my Bee to change & so I asked (out of courtesy, ok) whether I can be inside since she has pulled the curtain. And she said sooooo nicely, " if u want." Then she asked whether my Bee could change out of his trousers himself. Count herself (& himself) lucky that he said yes.

The next day, one doctor who attended to my Bee, asked him what happened.
After Bee said he was knocked down by a pick- up lorry, that dumbass could even make this remark," and you still alive???!!"
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That remark came as a shock. I don't find it funny. Really not funny. How could you even dare to say that.
Have some empathy & be sensitive. That's what I thought doctors are all about. No wonder I loathe polyclinics (though I am able to claim 80% from my workplace) & certain hospitals.

I am still considering whether I should write in a forum or something. But I am definitely not coming back. And I have advised Bee not to come back there. I don't want to give birth there. None of my family members should even go there.

Thank God, my mum insisted on sending me to SGH during that time of my sufferings.
Or else..

I don't think I would be able to continue blogging.

Anger aside, he's coming back home today. I miss him a lot. I noe it's crazy since I have been visting him everyday. I love him.. Yum Yum.
hehe.

Well...What can I say.



I am very narrow minded lor.