And it goes...

was blog hopping until i read this 1 blogger saying " i accidently deleted my blog and dunno how to retrieve it"..GULP! sure rasa mcm jam tag heuer jatuh dlm mangkuk jamban public kan (eh, mcm ada experience jer, tp bukan jam tangan la..hohoho..btw, me want one of that TH..haih~) .. kesiannya..

back to the main post, hello everybody!! missing me kan kan kan..elele, malu la tew nak ngaku~hahaha..glad to be back.. haih, life has been a corkschew ride for the past 1 week..after 3 days of non-stop staring at the ward's ceiling (stare la sangat, padahal dok membuta n layan disney cenel..haha), finally freedom came upon me!! yeehawww!!! (sayang skali gaya jalan ala2 nenek JPB, bongkok, if not rasa mcm kener sentap at that area..not that free la kira..ziranats~)

Spinning back the wheel, got myself a book from the bookstore down at the ground floor right after i knew that i'd be admitted..konon nak baca time kesunyian la (sunyi? padahal my mum n sis dah bekampung dgn tikar n comforter kat sblh) , ended up terbiar atas meja..it seemed that playing with Astro remote or dozing off (with ipod on - Taylor Swift me likey) were the better choices.. Bill Bryson - The Life & Times of The Thunderbolt Kid.. like he said, "don't f*ck with the thunderbolt Kid!".. haha.. super hilarious.. simple jer jalan citer, how he (+his family+environment+food+ places) grew up and being the Thunderbolt Kid (gelaran he gave to himself).. it's pretty amazing how he can describe things in detail and turned 'em into something else funnier (if they were already funny)..no wonder la lang dah katam all books by him.. but hey, it's still a long way for me to reach page 404 .. harap2 won't end up hot2 like chicken sh*t, half way baca trus skip to some other book.. need to be more disipline zakry!

ok2, again, back to the main story..i shared the room with another patient, an old indian uncle (sakit tua rasanya, and he sounds literate, bukan mcm dr estate ok..no offense guys, i'm not being racist) ..gosh i tell u, rasa mcm tgk movie tamil, meriah betul (in a gud way).. he has so many visitors and with him i think was his son yg jaga dia siang malam.. if that uncle's was KLCC, then i guess my corner was just an ampang park.. malap dan sunyi.. heip, that was..until afternoon of the second day..dah mcm mini kenduri kahwin plak..non stop getting visitors - uncles, unties, cuzzies, nephews, nieces, frens of mother (arigato huzaimas~ but no fren of mine..sob2..hahaha..no worries, not expecting any neway).. ada la dlm 40 people..but since i was too drowsy like a junkie, i just said hye and continued sleeping..bukak2 mata jer org lain..kener kejut tgk group lain lagi..huhu..now i felt like a true Pavillion..hahaha..since by that time, uncle sblh was discharged, we have the whole room to oursleves..hohoho..best2..trus xjd pindah bilik single (..coz there're plenty of free spaces)..

owh, pasal tag..they put the wrong tag by name "Lydiawati" and gender "Female" on my wrist.."Nurse, saya bukan Lydiawati, n i think i'm not a female either!" i said to the nurse when she was about to take my blood..ayoyo~ nampak sgt kakak counter bwh main hantam jer.. adakah rupaku seperti Lydiawati? xcukup flat ker dadaku? huhu.. or maybe she's a tomboy.. hahaha.. ops.. sorry ya cik lydia, semoga angin sampaikan~ for what ever reason, i think they need to check first la b4 simply put on people.. its ok, minor mistake..

cut things short, did the CT Scan (nothing much can be seen as said by the Dr..coz i'm thin and tall, so all my intestines berselirat / berserabut) , pregnant-thinggy-scan (yg bole nampak baby tuh..but still xbrapa nampak, dokter kata perut byk angin pulak..haih)..only after manual check that they suspected my appendix was the culprit..Got it out by the same night I went in ("it's worse than i thought!" <- quoting Dr. Maha commenting about my appendix, which looked rather more like buah asam jawa)..n here i am! a retard (sbb kurang 1 anggota..hahaha..eh, do we consider that as anggota btw?) spending his 2 wks MC at home..weee~

u know what? (of coz la u dont know, silly! unless u've been stalking me closely!!) No major "bombing" has been made since i was admitted..doubt, i do have if the doctor actually cut the appendix and mistakenly stitched the whole collon, blocking the "bomb" supply..yikes, i hope not..waiting for my Peel & Fresh to arrive..The sister buying it..haih..after 1 another..zakry zakry..okie dokie, me resting first..continue again later yach! (you can stop scrolling, coz it's end of story inspector sahhab!.)

p/s: sorry bout my way of writing, long time havent written anything..lose "the touch"..huhu

[soundtrack: Fifteen / taylor swift] <- random pick