Story continues at A & E

Dawn finally arrived.

I laid in my bed the whole night practically watching the clock ticked away. It's 5.30am. Nurses strolled in switching on all the lights, waking up all the patients. I asked the nurse, no wards yet? I was dying to be transferred to my B1 ward as the A&E ward was getting so cramp with about 10 patients in the tiny room. If I needed to be warded, I must stay in comfort! Period!

To my disappointment, the nurse said " No, have to wait. Full house!"

As I did not expect to be warded, I did not prepare any toiletries. Tried approaching the "forever busy looking" nurse for one. " Sorry, we don't provide!" She replied with a sheepish smile. A very sweet looking nurse...was wondering if I could bribe her into getting me a set from convenience store downstairs. She breezed off before I got the chance to propose. Oh, so sick.

It's alright, will get hubby to get me the toiletry set when he comes later. I can survive this temporary discomfort of messy hair, face and unrefreshed mouth. Wanted to go loo badly though. However, I was very reluctant to buzz for help. I felt perfectly fine! Seems rediculous to seek assistance. I struggled to reached for the drip from the stand and get off from the bed that I have laid for the last 10 hrs.

Noticed the sign at my bed indicating "Fall Precautionary". What exaggeration! I thought.
However, the moment I stood up, I fully agreed with them. Gosh! I felt the room spinning! Okay, perhaps it was because of lying down too long, Told myself, be calm. I stood like for 2 minutes looking down to the floor. True enough, after a few moment, I stopped seeing stars! Really understood the meaning of "seeing stars" now. A first for me!

A nurse suddenly came in at this moment. " Aiyoh, Ms! You are not suppose to leave your bed without our assistance!" She said. "Don't worry, I am fine." I said. After some bargaining, she succumbed to my persistence. Ha ha !

I carried my bottle of drip and started out of the room. Looked at the sign board and realised the washroom was further down at far end of the corridor. Along the way, beds with moaning patient were parked neatly along the corridor. Real bad, not much privacy. Luckily, I had a secluded corner. Got to stop complaining...

Hubby finally came at almost 11am. I did the wash up as best as I could with one hand holding the drip and felt slightly more human now. Purging/vomiting has stopped. Besides the floating feeling, everything else felt alright. Perhaps I could charm the doctors into letting me discharge later.

2 hours later, doc came. " Is your blood pressure all time low?" he asked. "Nope!" I replied. Oh no, got a bad hunch that I will not be able to work my charm. "You need to be warded as we need to observe you on the extremely low blood pressure." he said to me with such warm and gentle eyes. I was charmed by him more...haha..

My stay begins.....