today is the last day of my so-called freedom and i had hoped to spent this day in a slow, relaxed and unplanned spontaneous manner. some of the things i hope to do include having an easy breakfast, go for my chiropractor treatment, a simple lunch at mum's place, followed by perhaps a tan at the pool, do some reading and then a simple early dinner before preparing for the start of my new phase of life tomorrow. but in the end, nothing turned out right. everything that could go wrong, went wrong. felt damned disappointed and irritated. here's what happened.
woke up at 8.15 am and noticed i got 11 missed calls. i panicked. i thought something happened to my mum. returned the call and mum said she wanted me to bring her to my family gp at marine parade to check her throat and mouth as they hurt. i felt super irritated for the fact that she had to call so many times despite having told her not to do so. and to imagine that the missed calls started from as early as 6plus in the morning! i went over to her place after my breakfast and just as i was about nearing kranji expressway, i got into a massive super duper traffic jam. when i finally reached her place, it was already late morning. my chiropractor treatment was supposed to be 11.30am. so i called to push it to 3pm. i picked her up and drove her to marine parade. along the way, i was so pissed off that i did not speak in a nice tone to her about not repeating her calls when she cannot get me. i was trying so hard to sound firm yet soft and not upset but i think i failed. and just before reaching the clinic, i decided to head towards sgh a&e instead. when i spoke with her during the journey, it struck me that her desire to want to see my family gp was purely becos she felt comfortable with him. but i felt we should head to sgh instead for i was cock sure her throat and mouth infection must be related to her recent bout of bronchitis. furthermore, they had all her medical history and records of medications given. initially mum resisted. but after some explanation, i managed to convince her.
we arrived at sgh close to noon. after dropping her off at the a&e, i only managed to find a car park lot some 1-plus km away. so by the time i reached the a&e, mum had been registered and was waiting to see the nurse. and it was so `lucky' that we had a grumpy nurse. made me feel even more pissed off but i held my cool. mum was placed on oxygen cos her oxygen level was found to be very low. not long after, the doctor came. he took a look at her and told me that it was not likely to be anything wrong. it was probably a case of her reacting to her bronchitis medication. the way he spoke to me, it was clear that he was telling me that that i had over-reacted by brinnging her to the hospital. nonetheless, he ordered for a blood test and an x-ray. and it was a whole afternoon of waiting. such a huge waste of time. i had to push my chiropractor treatment to 6pm by then. the blood test results came back at about 2.30pm and it was not until about an hour later before the doctor came to take a look. he confirmed her lungs were infected and told me she had to be warded. then it was more waiting and by the time she was warded, it was 4pm plus. feeling rather pissed off, i decided to go to the pool to take a bath before heading for my treatment. didn't want to go there smelling sweaty. then it rained. it rained cats and dogs. so... well, ok, i took my bath. went to parkway. got my treatment done. and remembered that i needed to get a new pair of specs. by the time all was done, it was about 6.30pm. i was supposed to meet bee at home before heading for dinner.
so, i came home. i thought everything would be fine. and i waited and waited and waited... and bee text me at 8pm telling me his meeting had just ended and that he would be sending his business partner home. this only meant late dinner... i am now typing this as my final entry before i start a new day tomorrow. it is now past 10pm. and i have not ironed my clothes nor packed my stuff. need to get myself mentally prepared too and then to sleep early. or at least, as early as i could.
:-(
ps: let's hope tomorrow will be a good start to a new phase in my life.
woke up at 8.15 am and noticed i got 11 missed calls. i panicked. i thought something happened to my mum. returned the call and mum said she wanted me to bring her to my family gp at marine parade to check her throat and mouth as they hurt. i felt super irritated for the fact that she had to call so many times despite having told her not to do so. and to imagine that the missed calls started from as early as 6plus in the morning! i went over to her place after my breakfast and just as i was about nearing kranji expressway, i got into a massive super duper traffic jam. when i finally reached her place, it was already late morning. my chiropractor treatment was supposed to be 11.30am. so i called to push it to 3pm. i picked her up and drove her to marine parade. along the way, i was so pissed off that i did not speak in a nice tone to her about not repeating her calls when she cannot get me. i was trying so hard to sound firm yet soft and not upset but i think i failed. and just before reaching the clinic, i decided to head towards sgh a&e instead. when i spoke with her during the journey, it struck me that her desire to want to see my family gp was purely becos she felt comfortable with him. but i felt we should head to sgh instead for i was cock sure her throat and mouth infection must be related to her recent bout of bronchitis. furthermore, they had all her medical history and records of medications given. initially mum resisted. but after some explanation, i managed to convince her.
we arrived at sgh close to noon. after dropping her off at the a&e, i only managed to find a car park lot some 1-plus km away. so by the time i reached the a&e, mum had been registered and was waiting to see the nurse. and it was so `lucky' that we had a grumpy nurse. made me feel even more pissed off but i held my cool. mum was placed on oxygen cos her oxygen level was found to be very low. not long after, the doctor came. he took a look at her and told me that it was not likely to be anything wrong. it was probably a case of her reacting to her bronchitis medication. the way he spoke to me, it was clear that he was telling me that that i had over-reacted by brinnging her to the hospital. nonetheless, he ordered for a blood test and an x-ray. and it was a whole afternoon of waiting. such a huge waste of time. i had to push my chiropractor treatment to 6pm by then. the blood test results came back at about 2.30pm and it was not until about an hour later before the doctor came to take a look. he confirmed her lungs were infected and told me she had to be warded. then it was more waiting and by the time she was warded, it was 4pm plus. feeling rather pissed off, i decided to go to the pool to take a bath before heading for my treatment. didn't want to go there smelling sweaty. then it rained. it rained cats and dogs. so... well, ok, i took my bath. went to parkway. got my treatment done. and remembered that i needed to get a new pair of specs. by the time all was done, it was about 6.30pm. i was supposed to meet bee at home before heading for dinner.
so, i came home. i thought everything would be fine. and i waited and waited and waited... and bee text me at 8pm telling me his meeting had just ended and that he would be sending his business partner home. this only meant late dinner... i am now typing this as my final entry before i start a new day tomorrow. it is now past 10pm. and i have not ironed my clothes nor packed my stuff. need to get myself mentally prepared too and then to sleep early. or at least, as early as i could.
:-(
ps: let's hope tomorrow will be a good start to a new phase in my life.
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