I stepped out of my car and walked ahead into the hospital, there were so many people today. After I’ve got the queue, I went in to the lobby waiting for the call of my number. I was sitting there looked around and I saw plenty of kids crying when they’re called like it’s time for a pig to get killed in the abattoir, what a pity. When my name was called, I stood up and went inside the room number 10, the last one. After the doctor has checked over me, I was admitted to the hospital.
While I was waiting for a saline solution, I saw different kids were getting in and out. The nurse told me that most of the kids were infected flu, so did I. “Natnicha,” now it was my turn to get inside the room that I noticed most of the crying and screaming sounds came from. I was a little nervous. Then it seemed like I knew the reason why kids were crying because after I’ve got in, the nurse told me to lie down so then she injected me with a needle of a saline solution, it was hurt. When the saline started running in to my vein, it was like a snake was slowly creeping into my body through my left arm. Then I was sent to my room.
In the small boring room, I coughed hardly and I really sore throat as if there was a needle pricked my throat. Also, I mostly got headache all the time like my head was then under construction. Then the nurse came with something I thought rather make me worse than better, my medicines. Seeing tons medicines I should take made me exhausted. Yes I hate taking those medicines. After I had my meal, I took medicines and slept. I woke up again for another meal and I had to repeat everything again. It had been a cycle for four days, the most boring week I have in my whole life.
Written by: Natnicha Manomaikul (Nat) G.10M
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