Warded — Episode 3
Malas pulak aku nak sambung ceta ni. To cut the story short, Zihni was warded on Tuesday, and keluar ward on Sunday. Supposedly on Saturday but since he fell of from the bed on Friday evening, the doctor only release us on Sunday. He wanted to monitor a day more.
And for me, i fell sick starting from Wednesday until today. Vomited a few times. If Zihni masuk 3 botol air, me kena masuk 2 botol air. Most of the time i lie down on Zihni’s bed. and we were also known as the room of “mak & anak yg dua2 sakit”. sometimes, i look sicker compare to Zihni. my face turned red!
and poor zihni, the nurses injected antibiotic through the wire on his hands. it look painful. when he see any nurse coming, he would run away. hiding. and he hate the syrup as well. i don’t blame him. aku pun dh boring makan ubat. my mouth taste bitter sampai sekarang.
being at the hospital is so boring. every morning, me and hubs will packed our belonging hoping that we would discharge that day. and this happens since Wednesday. yup. the second day zihni was admitted.
owh, mak lang doktor & the gang visited on Friday (and that evening jatuh katil). pak long and abg alif visited the day before (if i’m not mistaken)
uhuhu poor us…
Demam
