The Day I Want To Die

4.00am
"Ma... Ma... Ma..." I whispered from the top of the bunk bed.
"Yes, what you want ?" Syahmi replied instead.

I jumped down and startled my mum. I told her a pain in my stomach woke me up. She rubbed some oil or something on my stomach. Sooner or later, I started to vomit.

4.45am
I screamed in agony. The pain was excruciating. The whole family watched me scream and struggled. My mum called my dad. She wanted to call the ambulance but dad told her to wait. I continued screaming on my bed. Dad drove from Bedok to pasir ris. He sent me to Changi General Hospital as I threw up in his taxi.

5.10am
Reached the A&E. Sat on the wheelchair as the nurse brought me to the waiting area. The doctor injected me with this useless jab that was suppose to stop the vomit. Took a gastric medicine.

About 6am
Still in pain. I wanted to go home though the pain was still there. I laid down on my mum's lap. The doctor said I had to wait for the med to work. However, my mum had to wheelchair-ed me to the toilet every now and then to vomit. Then took urine test

About 6.50am
Taken to the observation room. The doc took my blood. He "cocok' my hand like a million times before finding the vein. He put me on the Drip. (the water going in my veins) It hurt like hell and became swollen. The doc took the long needle out and "cocok" it to my other hand. I slept a lil. There was this NS guy also vomitting and groaning in agony. Poor thing.

8.10am
Doc woke me up. Asked if i was ok. I was feeling better though. Not as bad as before. I looked at the Drip. Still not done. Arghh. Asked the nurse if he could take it out. But couldn't.

8.20am
Discharged finally. Still in pain. I felt like dying. Waited for the meds to come. Then sat in dad's taxi and as he drove I vomitted more. Can die siot. Went home. Sleep. Woke up at 1.30.
Slept so more.